Far from the south, galloped a rider. He rode across barren plains and empty forests, through bare fields and across bridges joining the banks of empty streams. The hooves of his mount crushed dead grass and empty burrows, the hallmarks of a starving land. After weeks, he crossed into a small...
Hey there - thank you for checking out my thread. I'm going to cut straight to the point:
About me:
Literate.
RPs in the third person, past tense.
Strong preference for stories with a bit of a darker edge.
Can come up with a playable plot for damn-near anything, but I prefer to collaborate...
Crouched in front of his laptop, spine curled almost unnaturally to allow him to balance, L's thumb found its way to his lips. Turning owlish eyes to the desktop clock, his mind registered the time - 04:00 - and his subconscious hit him with a barrage of information: 'Human beings are the...
Hey there. I'll cut straight to the chase:
Excellent grammar and spelling.
Solid control of both description and dialogue.
Considerable amounts to content - between 500 and 2000 words, as the story demands.
Nuanced characterization.
Tolerance for an often unpredictable posting schedule...
It was a strange thing, to have to come to the realization that one had an opinion on the scent of charred human flesh. If Diego had to sum his opinion up succinctly, he would phrase it as 'putrefying'. Perhaps it was the heat on the corpses in the town below as they bloated, or simply the...
“The city lines are down;
The kerosene's run out.
The fracturing of all we relied upon…”
Zombie apocalypse. A laughable concept – a fiction. At least it was, right up until the day it happened. The fallout was predictable; the human race spent some time tearing itself apart, and then...
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“The city lines are down;
The kerosene's run out.
The fracturing of all we relied upon…”
Zombie apocalypse. A laughable concept – a fiction. At least it was, right up until the day it happened. The fallout was predictable; the human race spent some time tearing itself apart, and then...
Hey all,
I go by Elemental Son. I'm a 22 year old Australian student and part-time soldier. I've been roleplaying on and off since my early teens. I've got a proclivity for thematically darker content, and prefer storylines which have a bit of grit to them.
I'll play just about any type of...