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Chamomile Drop

PostPosted: Sat May 24, 2008 4:07 pm


Because I get extremely bored.

Feel free to ignore this thread.

Quote:
Improving Gaian Roleplays.
# 1


Summary:

A random roleplay post is chosen from Barton Town, analyzed, and improved.


Sample post:

Quote:
Riku held onto Damien and gave him a slight smile, when he was told to help against Codekin he really wasnt sure what to do. He thought for a moment the looked back to Damien "You know you may not want to piss off the head person" he said with a kidish smile. When codeking tried to hit Lucy with the chain and shoot X with the gun Riku saw his oprutunity to help. He stuck out his free hand and an almost invisible but slightly iredecent bubble like barrier surrounded X "Sorry but all i can do is protect you..." he said in a somewhat silent voice, he didnt want to fight but knew that if he refused his life would be in possible danger. "The barrier which surrounded X should be able to defend against bullets...im going to put an even stronger one around us but keep that to yourself ok" he wispered to Damien. Around the two of them little specks of light appeared but what made these specks special was the web only Riku could see which fused them together in a very strong bond in order to make a powerful shiel around himself and Damien.

Chris pulled out her gun and pointed it at Codekin " dont move" she yelled not entirly sure what she was doing or what she should do.



General remark:

After a third reading, I'm still confused. I know that some seemingly intense action is happening, but I am constantly distracted by the run-on sentences and spelling. But I must say that there's some pretty complex interactions going on.

Here's all I managed to extract:
1. From this point of view, Codekin is the antagonist.
2. Riku, Damien, X, and Chris are protagonists.
3. Riku possess magical abilities that bestow protection upon others.
4. Riku's spell is all he can do.


The goal:

Obviously, we have to make things clearer first. After that, we want to make this action scene as intense and dramatic as possible--within reasonable limits, of course. We don't want to be Scene kids.


The approach:

1. Fix the grammar and spelling.
2. Use more paragraphs to separate actions.
3. Emphasize drama and intensity of the actions.


And thus, we begin.


1. Fixing the grammar and spelling.

I assume you have dictionaries and grammar books/people at hand. We'll rip this apart; yes, it'll be annoying, but necessary.

Spelling comes first, since that's easiest.

By the way, s/exampel/example is my format for fixing words.
s/(badspelling)/(goodspelling), just so you know.

s/smile, when/smile. When
s/wasnt/wasn't
s/Damien "you/Damien. "You
s/person"/person,"
s/kidish/child-like
s/codeking/Codekin
s/oprutunity/opportunity
s/iredecent/iridescent
s/bubble like/bubble-like
s/i/I
s/you..."/you,"
s/voice,/voice;
s/didnt/didn't
s/im/I'm
s/ok/okay?
s/wispered/whispered
s/shiel/shield
s/dont move/Don't move!
s/yelled/yelled,
s/entirly/entirely

Here is our result:

Quote:
Riku held onto Damien and gave him a slight smile. When he was told to help against Codekin he really wasn't sure what to do. He thought for a moment the looked back to Damien. "You know you may not want to piss off the head person," he said with a child-like smile. When Codekin tried to hit Lucy with the chain and shoot X with the gun Riku saw his opportunity to help. He stuck out his free hand and an almost invisible but slightly iridescent bubble-like barrier surrounded X. "Sorry but all I can do is protect you," he said in a somewhat silent voice; he didn't want to fight but knew that if he refused his life would be in possible danger. "The barrier which surrounded X should be able to defend against bullets...I'm going to put an even stronger one around us but keep that to yourself okay?" he whispered to Damien. Around the two of them little specks of light appeared but what made these specks special was the web only Riku could see which fused them together in a very strong bond in order to make a powerful shield around himself and Damien.

Chris pulled out her gun and pointed it at Codekin. "Don't move!" she yelled, not entirely sure what she was doing or what she should do.


Looking good.

2. Use more paragraphs to separate actions.

Quote:
Riku held onto Damien and gave him a slight smile. When he was told to help against Codekin he really wasn't sure what to do. He thought for a moment the looked back to Damien. "You know you may not want to piss off the head person," he said with a child-like smile.

When Codekin tried to hit Lucy with the chain and shoot X with the gun Riku saw his opportunity to help. He stuck out his free hand and an almost invisible but slightly iridescent bubble-like barrier surrounded X.

"Sorry but all I can do is protect you," he said in a somewhat silent voice; he didn't want to fight but knew that if he refused his life would be in possible danger. "The barrier which surrounded X should be able to defend against bullets...I'm going to put an even stronger one around us but keep that to yourself okay?" he whispered to Damien.

Around the two of them little specks of light appeared but what made these specks special was the web only Riku could see which fused them together in a very strong bond in order to make a powerful shield around himself and Damien.

Chris pulled out her gun and pointed it at Codekin. "Don't move!" she yelled, not entirely sure what she was doing or what she should do.


Oops, I did that without explaining. Just know that within each paragraph lies a separate thought and feeling. Knowing what to put in each paragraph will be easy when you do it long enough; it'll become second nature.

3. Emphasize drama and intensity of the actions.

We have to understand what's going on before we can do this. Frankly, I don't get how the first paragraph flows into the second (hey, I just put it into paragraphs; I didn't write this). I don't know what he means by pissing off the head person. Ultimately, I feel that Riku is at first unsure about fighting against Codekin, but does so in the end.

So he protects X and Damien (I feel some yaoi coming on); we hear nothing about Lucy. And at the end, Chris does her own thing, unsure of what she's doing.

We should focus on Riku's indecisive nature and his choice. Here, I will write the first two paragraphs:


Quote:
As Riku was told to fight against Codekin, he stared. His eyes unfocused as he felt the birth of his internal arguments: fight, don't fight, fight, don't fight. His body froze. "How could a decision like this be so hard?" he thought.

A sudden motion brought Riku's vision into focus. There was Codekin smirking like a maniac and, seemingly in slow motion, he brought his arm back, ready to swing his chain; his other arm extended, pointing the gun toward X.

It clicked. Riku's arm automatically shot outward toward X; a bubble of light burst from his palm, expanding as it reached closer to X until it finally rested around him, shimmering slightly. It expanded and contracted continuously yet peacefully, acknowledging to X that his safety was assured.

"Sorry, but it's all I can do," he said in a subdued voice. He knew he had to fight; if he didn't, he'd be toast.



Riku's indecision is clearer. We see more of Riku protecting X and even some shiny special effects.

Now we fix the third and fourth paragraphs:


Quote:
He turned to Damien and leaned close to his ear. "The barrier should block bullets," he whispered, "And I'll put another one around us. Ssssh." He nibbled on Damien's ear and winked before closing his eyes.

The atmosphere grew warmer. Riku scrunched up his face tighter as his concentration deepened. Drops of sweat emerged from his forehead and slid down to his chin. He began to breathe more deeply.

Suddenly, his eyes widened. He collapsed onto his knees and rolled onto his back, panting. He gazed upward at the invisible specks of light surrounding them, knowing fully that this was more than enough to keep them safe.



The last paragraph doesn't need fixing.


Final result:

Quote:
As Riku was told to fight against Codekin, he stared. His eyes unfocused as he felt the birth of his internal arguments: fight, don't fight, fight, don't fight. His body froze. "How could a decision like this be so hard?" he thought.

A sudden motion brought Riku's vision into focus. There was Codekin smirking like a maniac and, seemingly in slow motion, he brought his arm back, ready to swing his chain; his other arm extended, pointing the gun toward X.

It clicked. Riku's arm automatically shot outward toward X; a bubble of light burst from his palm, expanding as it reached closer to X until it finally rested around him, shimmering slightly. It expanded and contracted continuously yet peacefully, acknowledging to X that his safety was assured.

"Sorry, but it's all I can do," he said in a subdued voice. He knew he had to fight; if he didn't, he'd be toast.

He turned to Damien and leaned close to his ear. "The barrier should block bullets," he whispered, "And I'll put another one around us. Ssssh." He nibbled on Damien's ear and winked before closing his eyes.

The atmosphere grew warmer. Riku scrunched up his face tighter as his concentration deepened. Drops of sweat emerged from his forehead and slid down to his chin. He began to breathe more deeply.

Suddenly, his eyes widened. He collapsed onto his knees and rolled onto his back, panting. He gazed upward at the invisible specks of light surrounding them, knowing fully that this was more than enough to keep them safe.

Chris pulled out her gun and pointed it at Codekin. "Don't move!" she yelled, not entirely sure what she was doing or what she should do.
PostPosted: Sat May 24, 2008 8:35 pm


That post looks so much better with those improvements. (Though, where did the ear-nibbling thing come from? I never saw it in the original post.)

It's odd seeing your posts without blue text. Hm.

Sanee
Crew


Raifion

Intellectual Genius

PostPosted: Sat May 24, 2008 9:47 pm


The nibbling on Damien's ear is obviously the creative touch that made the whole post better.
PostPosted: Sat May 24, 2008 11:17 pm


C'mon, you could smell the yaoi in the original post. I couldn't help myself.

Xumbra
Vice Captain


Chamomile Drop

PostPosted: Sun May 25, 2008 12:38 am


Improving Gaian Roleplays.
# 2


Summary:

A random roleplay post is chosen from Barton Town, analyzed, and improved.


Sample post:

Quote:
Tony was on the operating table going through a meticulous surgery to save his life. The doctors got out the bullet in his leg but when it came to his chest they managed to get it out but it rptured his heart and he was bleeding to death. The Doctors tryed to drain the blood and stitch his heart up but after three hours he flatlined and they made it official."Call it...time is 03:56 a.m. Tuesday....alright cover him up and cal any immediate family." The doctor came back and told the lead surgeon,"Sir he has no family or anything he is by himself....poor b*****d.." They covered Tony and shipped him off to the morgue part of the hospital.



General remark:

Um, that's it?


The goal:

More drama. If you're going to kill a character, make the reader miss him a little. Okay, he might not be the most affable person on the planet, but still, he's gone. Characters aren't expendable--okay, I lied. But seriously, you know what I mean.


The approach:

1. Separate the surgery into stages.
2. More detail.

This is the classic strategy for short posts: separate into paragraphs and flesh it out.


Thus, we begin.


0. Grammar and spelling.

Always the first thing to do.

s/rptured/ruptured
s/Doctors tryed/doctors tried
s/official."Call/official. "Call
s/cal/call
s/surgeon,"Sir/surgeon, "Sir,
s/anything he/anything. He
s/morgue part of the hospital./morgue.

Result:

Quote:
Tony was on the operating table going through a meticulous surgery to save his life. The doctors got out the bullet in his leg but when it came to his chest they managed to get it out but it ruptured his heart and he was bleeding to death. The doctors tried to drain the blood and stitch his heart up but after three hours he flatlined and they made it official. "Call it...time is 03:56 a.m. Tuesday....alright cover him up and call any immediate family." The doctor came back and told the lead surgeon, "Sir he has no family or anything. He is by himself....poor b*****d.." They covered Tony and shipped him off to the morgue.



1. Separate the surgery into stages.

There's so much we can write about Tony dying: we can write about the doctors pushing him into the emergency room, the anaesthesia, the rushed and serious doctors at work, the surgeons extracting the bullet, Tony's last thoughts...the list goes on, but the thing is that we need to insert these things in the middle of this hunk of a paragraph. That's why we're splitting this paragraph into smaller paragraphs; this makes insertion easier. (Yes, laugh all you want.)

Quote:
Tony was on the operating table going through a meticulous surgery to save his life.

The doctors got out the bullet in his leg but when it came to his chest they managed to get it out but it ruptured his heart and he was bleeding to death.

The doctors tried to drain the blood and stitch his heart up but after three hours he flatlined and they made it official.

"Call it...time is 03:56 a.m. Tuesday....alright cover him up and call any immediate family."

The doctor came back and told the lead surgeon, "Sir he has no family or anything. He is by himself....poor b*****d.."

They covered Tony and shipped him off to the morgue.


Wasn't that easy?


2. More detail.

We do this paragraph by paragraph. Let's start with the first:

Quote:
Tony was on the operating table going through a meticulous surgery to save his life.


Of course the surgery is meticulous. Of course the surgery is to save his life. This could've been summarized by the sentence "Tony was undergoing surgery." But that would be boring; there's more we can say about this.

What about what happened prior to his entrance into the emergency room? Didn't they push his stretcher into the room? Remember those scenes on TV when the patient sees all those lights on the ceiling passing by while the doctors looked down with pity at him while they pushed the stretcher? Yeah. We can write about that.

And just to keep us on track, we'll look at the second paragraph to see where this post is headed: toward extracting the bullet from his leg. And then his chest.

But honestly, why would you extract a bullet from the leg first, and then the chest? Isn't the chest area much more important? Okay fine, whatever, I didn't write this.


Quote:
"Hurry, faster!"

Tony opened his eyes. A blur of lights swam in his vision, floating from the top to the bottom. He looked to the side and met unclear blobs of pink on all sides of him. Tony blinked and it became clear: he was being pushed into the emergency room. He looked up and saw the ceiling lights pass his view, top to bottom. Around him were the concerned faces of nurses; some stared at him in pity, some stared straight ahead.

A sudden warmth spread from his left leg followed shortly by a crunching, fracturing, chalkboard-scratching sensation all rolled into one giant package of pain. Another warmth pulsed from his chest; the sensation passed through his entire body like a wave passing through a Slinky. Tony squeezed his eyes shut and unleashed a giant bellow that could have shook the foundations of the hospital. "C'mon, we're almost there," cried one of the nurses, "It'll be alright! We'll take the bullets out and you'll be fine in no time! Oh, here we are."

The room was flooded with light. Tony was pushed into the center of the room. He tried to look at the assistants around him rushing for instruments, anaesthesia, and other materials but the crushing, intruding sensations pervaded his mind. Tony yelled again. "Stop him from moving," ordered a deep voice. "Inject the anaesthesia. I need more light at his leg."



From this point forth, you're actually going to need to do research. I don't know what goes on inside the emergency room; I can only imagine, but that will only take me so far. I need to know how this surgery is performed. Does the surgeon cut open his leg and extract it? Does he wipe the area clean before doing so? Which instruments does he use? Forceps for taking the bullet out? And what about surgery on the chest area? Where is the bullet lodged, his heart? Lungs? Near his spinal cord?

The point is that more research is needed before the writer can actually depict Tony's surgery. Of course, the original poster didn't and simplified his post, but that's not a good option for good roleplaying.

For this reason, I will not improve upon the middle paragraphs. Instead, I will skip to the last two.

Quote:
"Call it...time is 03:56 a.m. Tuesday....alright cover him up and call any immediate family."


Let's make sure we hear him flatline first. We expect the doctors to be shocked and somewhat forlorn.


Quote:
The constant tone rang throughout the room. They all looked at the pulse on the monitor with widened eyes: it had gone flat. Tony's body lay in the center, displaying its haphazardly patched up leg and reddened chest, still oozing with blood.

"Call it," the chief sighed and looked at the clock in the dark corner of the room, "The time is 3:56 AM." He stared at his chest; the blood had begun to seep onto the floor. "Alright, clean him up. Duersh." A tall man stepped up. "Contact any immediate family."


(By the way, Duersh is the last name of my physics GSI.)

I don't know what the post-surgery process is either, so I'm not sure how the surgeons clean up. I'm going to focus more on the fact that Tony doesn't have an immediate family.

Quote:
The doctor came back and told the lead surgeon, "Sir he has no family or anything. He is by himself....poor b*****d.."

They covered Tony and shipped him off to the morgue.


In our rewrite, the doctor doesn't "come back"; he already knows and probably memorizes the patient's records. He's going to tell the lead surgeon off the bat that he has no family.


Quote:
"He has no immediate family."

"What?"

"He has none. There was nothing on his record."

The surgeon closed his eyes. "Send him to the morgue. Check for the next patient, tell me about the injuries, you know the drill." The assistants covered Tony's body with a blue nondescript sheet and pushed him out of the room.



Not the ending I like, but it's still something. Anyway, piece together all the stuff and we have our (semi) final product:


Quote:
"Hurry, faster!"

Tony opened his eyes. A blur of lights swam in his vision, floating from the top to the bottom. He looked to the side and met unclear blobs of pink on all sides of him. Tony blinked and it became clear: he was being pushed into the emergency room. He looked up and saw the ceiling lights pass his view, top to bottom. Around him were the concerned faces of nurses; some stared at him in pity, some stared straight ahead.

A sudden warmth spread from his left leg followed shortly by a crunching, fracturing, chalkboard-scratching sensation all rolled into one giant package of pain. Another warmth pulsed from his chest; the sensation passed through his entire body like a wave passing through a Slinky. Tony squeezed his eyes shut and unleashed a giant bellow that could have shook the foundations of the hospital. "C'mon, we're almost there," cried one of the nurses, "It'll be alright! We'll take the bullets out and you'll be fine in no time! Oh, here we are."

The room was flooded with light. Tony was pushed into the center of the room. He tried to look at the assistants around him rushing for instruments, anaesthesia, and other materials but the crushing, intruding sensations pervaded his mind. Tony yelled again. "Stop him from moving," ordered a deep voice. "Inject the anaesthesia. I need more light at his leg."

UNWRITTEN, OMITTED PORTION OF THE REWRITE LIES HERE. MORE RESEARCH NEEDED.

The constant tone rang throughout the room. They all looked at the pulse on the monitor with widened eyes: it had gone flat. Tony's body lay in the center, displaying its haphazardly patched up leg and reddened chest, still oozing with blood.

"Call it," the chief sighed and looked at the clock in the dark corner of the room, "The time is 3:56 AM." He stared at his chest; the blood had begun to seep onto the floor. "Alright, clean him up. Duersh." A tall man stepped up. "Contact any immediate family."
PostPosted: Sun May 25, 2008 6:06 pm


Smell the yaoi!
Taste the yaoi!

Side note.
Mmm, "oozing."

Raifion

Intellectual Genius


[.Cat.in.the.Toaster.]

PostPosted: Mon May 26, 2008 11:47 am


Taste-taste-taste the rainbow.

Sometime in the future, I want to use the phrase "oozing with sex" to relate to a male voice.
PostPosted: Fri May 30, 2008 6:41 pm


Raifion
Smell the yaoi!
Taste the yaoi!

Side note.
Mmm, "oozing."
I'm glad I wasn't the only one thinking that. Yum.

Xum: Hey, I think I'll do that someday too. If and when I start writing my Shikamaru/Neji yaoi fanfictions.

Sanee
Crew


Chamomile Drop

PostPosted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 3:13 pm


Posts eligible for aid:

Quote:
Loki got pissed and THrew his swords in the ground and started to walk into the forest

Quote:
FOR PETES SAKE LOKI YOU BETTER GET UP HERE AND LEND ME YOUR POWER OR I'LL ERASE YOUR MEMORY HURRY DAMMIT!!!YOU TOO RAVEN GET UP HERE OR I'LL FIRE YOU AS MY GUARDIAN!!!!!( yuan sed in pain)

Quote:
Jennifer looked at him. "Sure"

Quote:
"Honestly I have no clue..." she muttered.
"And yes, I will get in heaps of trouble for having a boy in my room, the principle will say. Oh my gosh Lucious harassed my precious student sexually!" she said pretending to be the principle then crakced up laughing.

Quote:
He turned around Noticing a brute cheiftan flying
He saw a banshee behind the one Xander was flying
He ran torwards Xanders jumped on it and leaped onto the other banshee. The brute tried to shake him off buthe pullled out the brute sneding him on top of a warthog

And frankly, I can't improve on some of them without more information.
PostPosted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 2:47 pm


-Has a brain hemorrage from reading the unedited posts-

Maybe you should consider leaving the posters anonymous in order to not cause as much humiliation to them. (Or not.)

Sanee
Crew


Xumbra
Vice Captain

PostPosted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 3:41 pm


Done.

Seriously, it's so hard to improve on some of them. They're just so short, and I'm lacking so much information.
PostPosted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:00 pm


[.Cat.in.the.Toaster.]

Sometime in the future, I want to use the phrase "oozing with sex" to relate to a male voice.


I was able to do it in a fanfiction I just wrote. Have a look-see at an excerpt.

Excerpt from Copulation Companion
“Still troubled?” Shikamaru asked, proceeding to lick at Neji’s cheek, jawline, and neck without waiting for a response. “Although it’s not my style, I guess I’ll have to try a bit harder to…help you out,” Shikamaru breathed, voice oozing with sex.


I feel so proud of myself. biggrin

Sanee
Crew


Sanee
Crew

PostPosted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 10:02 pm


Xumbra
Done.

Seriously, it's so hard to improve on some of them. They're just so short, and I'm lacking so much information.
Exactly why I wouldn't want to take on the job.
PostPosted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 11:44 am


I'm proud of you too, Sara.

Xumbra
Vice Captain


Sanee
Crew

PostPosted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 6:22 pm


Thanks.

Fic, just for reference/ self-pimping purposes

It's not too bothersome that I always bring threads in this guild off-topic,right?
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