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 Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 8:27 pm
A thread where we post an image or explain a feeling and as how it would be described, or how an emotion or mood can be expressed through the RPC without saying it flat out.
I'll start:
How do you explain this: sweatdrop feeling with words, without just saying 'sweat drop' because most of the time it is unlikely the RPC suddenly just sweated a large drop out of nowhere.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 9:53 am
Well for sweat drops, the occasion is usually awkward, right? How would you or your rpc react in a awkward situation?
Just think about it that way. Think about why they would have those weird emotions and then imagine what they would do instead of sweat drop or w/e.
Hope this helped. ^^
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 9:56 am
I was hoping for an example, and then another emote or mood for the next person to do.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 11:53 pm
~c a n i h e l p ? cool
Pulling the black-brown sunglass down his nose, Nash smirked. He was admiring the prank he'd put together, and it'd worked beautifully.
Lathe had walked into the oldest prank in the book, pushing the door open and the bucket of water splashing over his head.
Nash chuckled softley, pushing his glasses back over his eyes. He turned and walked away, the smirk still playing across his face.
Is that one okay? P a p e rXXL a n t e r n s
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 7:51 pm
That is really good, but I was hoping for one person to give an emote or mood and the next would describe it and post the next one to be described.
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 1:43 pm
One of his feet lifted, just slightly from the floor. The toe of his shoe rubbed the back of his other ankle before resting just enough to easily keep him balanced. At her words his eyes had quickly diverted themselves, now looking at a point on the floor just a pace away from her feet. His hands held each other, holding his fingers still. His fingers had been fidgeting, playing with themselves. Her heard her repeat the words, but it felt like he was in a dream, like he was just watching his body and her.
His eyes looked back to her feet, and traveled up her body, resting on her lips. Her lips moved but he heard no sound. Unable to pull his eyes away he settled for not letting them meet hers. He could feel his heart beating faster, his face turn redder. He slipped his bottom lip under his upper teeth to try and hide his boyish grin, a grin created by the happiness of just being in her presence.
Next: stressed
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 5:24 pm
Sir Awesomealot One of his feet lifted, just slightly from the floor. The toe of his shoe rubbed the back of his other ankle before resting just enough to easily keep him balanced. At her words his eyes had quickly diverted themselves, now looking at a point on the floor just a pace away from her feet. His hands held each other, holding his fingers still. His fingers had been fidgeting, playing with themselves. Her heard her repeat the words, but it felt like he was in a dream, like he was just watching his body and her. His eyes looked back to her feet, and traveled up her body, resting on her lips. Her lips moved but he heard no sound. Unable to pull his eyes away he settled for not letting them meet hers. He could feel his heart beating faster, his face turn redder. He slipped his bottom lip under his upper teeth to try and hide his boyish grin, a grin created by the happiness of just being in her presence. Next: stressed ((Nice, I'll take this one.)) This guy was starting to get on his nerves. His hands clenched into fists and he locked his jaw. It seemed as if the other male just wouldn't stop! He tried ignoring him, just looking away. Acting as if he wasn't there didn't help him at all. He closed his eyes, tried to relax. Nothing he did seemed to work. He wasn't the type to yell, so he stayed quiet, getting more and more aggitated. Finally he had had enough. He stood up and left the room. Once outside the man punched a tree so many times his knuckles bled. He sighed and walked to his car to drive to the doctor's office for something to help his knuckles. Next: twisted
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 5:59 pm
Confused_Joey ((Nice, I'll take this one.)) This guy was starting to get on his nerves. His hands clenched into fists and he locked his jaw. It seemed as if the other male just wouldn't stop! He tried ignoring him, just looking away. Acting as if he wasn't there didn't help him at all. He closed his eyes, tried to relax. Nothing he did seemed to work. He wasn't the type to yell, so he stayed quiet, getting more and more aggitated. Finally he had had enough. He stood up and left the room. Once outside the man punched a tree so many times his knuckles bled. He sighed and walked to his car to drive to the doctor's office for something to help his knuckles. Next: twisted He sat back and watched as all of the players in his twisted little game came together to converge to one explosive climax. Seeing those once so called friends yelling and pushing one another as accusations of who cheated on who and what he said as apposed to what she said grew louder and louder filled him with great satisfaction. Finally a hand flew to a cheek, some one pushed another and all of the proverbial hell brook loose. He smiled deviously and couldn't resist rubbing his hands together. "Excellent. Dance my puppets, dance." Next: redface
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 9:14 pm
He felt his face grow warm, and his neck had an itch he had to scratch. He looked to the floor, his embarrassment from blushing just making it redder. "I-I- ya... it was me..." He wanted to walk away, to not have to hear her retort, to see her smirk or laugh. But his legs wouldn't move. Gingerly his eyes moved up to meet hers, unintentionally checking her out.
Next: s/he said, confused
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 10:11 pm
She looked at the boy, wondering why his face was so red, she saw him make eye contact and couldn't think of anything to say, she had so many questions and his attitude baffled her. She was new to the whole boy meets girl thing.
Next: burning_eyes
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 10:14 pm
[[I don't think this has to be in a story format, I think it can just be an except. That is how I have been doing it anyway. Why did you say 'confused' instead of use actions to try to describe the feeling?]]
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 10:24 pm
((Choice of words was off, I'm a little tired, sorry.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 10:30 pm
[[Its fine, and late or early. I don't think I'm capable of that one, a very good choice, so I'll leave it for someone else.]]
Current emotion to describe: burning_eyes
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 10:36 pm
((Thank you ^^ -curtsies- Ok, you'll never see me do that again ninja ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 9:53 pm
Sir Awesomealot [[Its fine, and late or early. I don't think I'm capable of that one, a very good choice, so I'll leave it for someone else.]] Current emotion to describe: burning_eyes The continuous infatuation between boys and girl, the nonsense of 'sparks' and 'fireworks', the flirting and seduction...
It's constant routine. Girl falls for boy, boy uses her, girl's heart breaks.
She'd seen it from the outside, so many times, that she felt her eyes would burn out of her skull if she had to bear it one more time. Next emotion: gonk
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