|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 10:18 am
Greetings all, Im sorta new here and I thought I would just throw this up to let everyone know about me. . .
But really, Im jost going to post som samples of my writing:
A somewhat ornately dressed young man appeared, suddenly from the bowels of an unseen plane, his vivid, violet occuli piercing through the murky umbrageon from which he stepped, ever so keenly, from. With the flick of his head, his chin length violet hair whiped neatly into place as he reached up with a pale hand to adjust his colar.
He hadnt been to the human plane in sometime now and was still somewhat used to the feeling of a new body. His powers over illusion where unparalled but even still, it was uncomfortable.
Upon his slender, yet mildy toned body was a silken, long sleeved shirt: the cuffs neatly folded up around his wrist and embroirdered with an indigo trim. His colar was done up the same way. Under the unbuttoned silk shirt was a plain, form fitting, cotton tee. Of course, this was tucked delicately into his pants, which where a nylon and cotton mix. They where dress pants of a sort and where comfortable to wear. And on his feet he wore a pair of glossy black shoes.
He leaned himself against a wall and reached, gingerly into his pants pocket. From its depths he pulled a cigarrette, of which smelled like a very strong incense, and a silver zippo brand lighter. He placed the cancerous stick into his mouth, grasping it with his pale lips as he rose the lighter, flicked it open, lit it and then his cigarrette. After replacing the lighter he took a long drag from the cig. and let the cancerous smoke escape slowly through his nostrils.
He sat there, waiting. Waiting for someone.
And:
Rastel reached down into the depths of his long and somewhat elegant coat and produced a pack of "Luck Strike" cigarettes. He gently tapped the bottom and two of the cancerous sticks immidiatly popped out from their confines. He took one, leaning forward a bit and grasping it with his pale white lips. He replaced the pack and then produced a zippo lighter. Striking it but only once it lit and he held it to the cigarette. It lit and took a long drag, releasing the smoke from his nostrils.
The one vampire to his left; a small, slender female, looked somewhat shaken. "There are people after us, Rastel." she said as her eyes darted from side to side, in an almost crazed manor. "They could be here even as we speak." she said as he took a small drink from a flasked that she had procured from his waist.
"Calm down." Said the one to Rastel's right. He was about Rastel's height but he was much bulkier and bald. He took a drink from a bottle that he had with him and adjusted the tinted glasses that rested lazily upon the bridge of his nose. "If anyone would some to us, Im sure they wouldnt know who or what we are." he said. "Besides, we all "Died" centuries ago." He said with a chuckle.
Rastel tilted his head toward the male. "She has a right to be afraid, its only natural. And without fear, one does not keep on his or her toes. But," he said looking over to her. "There is no reason to excel it to the point of paranoia." he said with a small frown. He then put out his cigarette and stood, as did his counter parts, "You know the times, I expect results like always." He said as he promptly left their company.
Also, you can find me under the name Rastel. . .So, hope to hear from you guys and get involved, thanks.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 11:17 am
(( Your RPing skills are wonderful. However, this is a discussion thread, not a main forum thread, therefore, thread moved by Fukai heart ))
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:52 pm
and we bow to thi grace... for homage is independantly sophisticated... and yearned for 3nodding
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
