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asagiri's application
Topic Started: Feb 27 2010, 05:35 AM (143 Views)
asagiri
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朝霧 - morning fog
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Username: asagiri
Preferred Name: asagiri
Age (optional): 21
Years role-playing: 5
Favorite Genre: fantasy, romance, heaven vs hell
Least favorite genre: master/slave, high school

Role-playing Sample:

Crows nested on the barren branches of the trees which were now covered in a thin layer of white powder. The birds peered at the ground, occasionally screeching loudly, giving voice to their indignation. Lifeless branches which had supported some of their nests, had given way and snapped underneath his weight. They had tumbled down with him, covering him partly.

He experienced an overwhelming sensation of pain, both physical and psychological. Bright red and golden streaks flashed before his eyes even though his eyelids were closed. The booming of enraged voices and the flapping of strong wings reached his deafened ears, fading in and out. These sensations came to him, over and over again.

Then he felt coldness crawl up his naked skin. It travelled across the flesh of one side, burning him gently. His senses awakened slowly as the grievous howls finally died away and were replaced by the faint sound of crunching snow. Someone was coming.

He was blind and helpless like a newborn cub and completely at the mercy of whoever was approaching. He braced himself as he felt a presence nearing. Suddenly the branches on top of him shifted. He held his breath in fear.

Then came a touch to his shoulder. It was characterized by a gentleness he had not yet experienced. The feathery touch travelled across his side, tracing the outline of his damaged ribs. Underneath the touch his ribcage expanded and shrunk slowly with his exhausting breathing. The touch travelled from bruise to cut without exercising enough pressure to cause pain. Then it left his body and came to rest on his face. It carefully traced his features, not shying away from his bleeding nose or bloody lips. When the finger finally left his face, it was replaced by a warm hand on his side. The figure bent over him, his lips close to his ear. The warmth of his breath invading his inner ear.

“Welcome to earth, Lucifer.”

Wirklich ist nur, woran wir glauben.
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Not much to say. You’ve basically got what we expect down for the most part. There is a few things I’d like to tag, though.

Description. It’s important. If this were an intro, your partner would have no idea what your character actually looks like. (even when an image/photograph is included) There needs to be some sort of tangible description to get an equal intro off of. (Especially when it is in such close succession of characters meeting.)

Other than that…

Welcome to High Voltage, hun!
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