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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 16 2012, 08:15 PM (201 Views) | |
| GoddessFreya | Jul 16 2012, 08:15 PM Post #1 |
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Username: GoddessFreya Preferred Name: Naya Age (optional): --- Years role-playing: 7-ish? Favorite Genre: So many. Horror, dystopia, sci-fi, fantasy, historical, etc. I'll pretty much give anything a try! Least favorite genre: Not too big on slice-of-life, but it can be fun in the right circumstances, I guess? Anything you’d like to add: I'm super chill and will try most anything. I tend to prefer M/M, but I like pairings of any sex/gender combination as long as I like the characters involved. I can play multiple characters, male, female, and everything in between, and I also like fandom roleplay. Role-playing Sample: (This is a sample taken from my application to a Dreamwidth game, using Dr. Richtofen from Call of Duty: Zombies. Content warning for implied violence.) “Log entry one four seven zero. Date: September first, nineteen forty-five. Dear diary...” Richtofen held a tape recorder to his lips as he paced around a room lit only by a single hanging lamp. It illuminated a figure that lay bound by thick straps on a table; the figure was male, naked, and currently unconscious. Richtofen's lips curled up into a smile as he laid eyes on the specimen. A hint of glee could be detected in his tone as he continued to speak. “The Mexican test subject has been increasingly unresponsive as of late. He passed out at around eleven thirty last night, and he hasn't moved since.” He trailed his gloved fingertips over the man's skin, tracing over bruises and half-formed scars, before pausing over a wound on his side that was actively leaking reddish pus. “I haven't the faintest clue why.” Richtofen stared appreciatively at the wound (which looked like an infected needle injection site) for a moment, then strode forward, a bit of a skip in his step. He came to a stop before a table filled with medical tools of all different kinds - scalpels, pliers, scissors, and everything in between. The tiniest glimmer of light from the lamp reflected off of them, making their razor-sharp points painfully apparent. Beautiful. “Today, I will be attempting to find the so-called 'trust barrier' yet again,” he said, his voice abruptly taking up a more annoyed tone. He plucked up a scalpel, holding it between his thumb and forefinger, scrutinizing it with a gaze only a doctor could manage. “I think it will go ni-” A groan from the subject on the table interrupted him. Richtofen frowned, sparing the man a glance that was impassive at best, and disgusted at worst. “Hush, child! I am working!” he barked. The test subject shifted his head from side to side slowly, his eyelids fluttering. He said nothing; some of the tension in Richtofen's shoulders loosened. “In any case... Soon enough, I will find it, and then I'll prove Dr. Maxis wro-” The test subject cut him off with an abrupt, hoarse shout that sounded more like the groan of a dying animal than anything human. Richtofen whipped his head around to look at him, clenching his fingers tightly around the tape recorder. The test subject's eyes shot wide open, and he began to babble in a language Richtofen couldn't understand, but it was peppered with a few words in English: namely, “Help,” and “Please.” As nice as it was to hear those things (raw terror sounded lovely in any language), it was interfering with Richtofen's logs, and that upset him a great deal. His voice rose to a shrill pitch as he shouted, “I thought I told you to be quiet!” The man didn't listen, struggling around in his restraints as much as he was able (which wasn't much, as he was still groggy from sleep, and further hindered by whatever injuries he was currently suffering from). Richtofen grit his teeth and stomped over to the table. He made sure he caught the test subject's eyes before he spoke again, the tape recorder still raised to his lips to capture every word he spoke. “You are so- so loud, ack! For this, we will perform today's experiment without anesthesia.” He raised his scalpel and waved it back and forth, sounding very much like a parent scolding an unruly child. He held the terrified man's gaze for a moment longer, then looked back at the table that held all of his medical implements. On it sat a piece of cloth that Richtofen had used as a gag previously, more to prevent the subject from biting through his own tongue than anything else. He stared at it contemplatively for a moment, the subject still struggling and pleading beneath him, and then shrugged. “You'll scream nice and loud for me today, ja?” Richtofen was fairly certain the subject couldn't understand what he was saying, but he screamed anyway. The scream was loud and grating, and by the sound of it, dehydration was taking its toll on the man's throat. Richtofen's smile returned, and there was a sparkle in his eyes. “Wunderbar! Commencing operation. Wish me luck.” He turned off the tape recorder with a click, lowered the scalpel, and went to work. |
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| Dreamy Ideal | Jul 16 2012, 08:44 PM Post #2 |
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you can be king
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***Approved*** Everything looks good with your application! Welcome to HV Naya! I hope you enjoy yourself around here. If you ever need anything or have any questions feel free to shoot me a message :3 |
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I wonder why it is I don't argue like this with anyone but you | |
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