Post by Møиø¢ħяøмe on Feb 6, 2017 23:54:46 GMT -5
{Note: This is a one on one. Although, this is NEVER private! I am always willing to create duplicates! :3}
Requirements:
Be literate. (Use proper grammar and not many typos.)
Be descriptive. (Use imagery and strong language.)
And lastly be able to type at least 20 lines per post.
The reason why is because I would like to improve my writing skills!
Starter:
Breathing heavily while feeling a warm liquid run down his back, the guy in the alley turned around sharply, glaring at the other guy behind him. He could feel his fist rip through the air and make contact with the other guy's jaw across from him, sparks flying from his fist. A split second after that, something hard came into contact with his chest, causing him to slide backwards and almost lose his balance. The guy's chest was in pain, and he wiped his mouth with his hand, trying to get some blood off. This was just a normal day in the life of Lucian Crow. Getting into fights with people from enemy gangs and stuff. After all, he wasn't a gang member for nothing. The guy who had gotten suckerpunched in the jaw had met with a certain fate, and Lucian grinned to himself, sparks surrounding his body. He had the power to control lightning, bending it to his will. He was a pro at it too, so he decided to have some fun and join a gang. The guy across from him who had decided to start the fight, well, he was a low life who had the power of super strength. It was useful...unless you went up against someone who can control the elements. People who could bend the elements were strong, while the rest were pretty much useless in his eyes. Lucian chose to do bad things with his powers, stealing and fighting and gang related stuff. That goes to say that his life was never uneventful. Always looking for trouble and having fun with it.
Walking away from the guy on the ground, he held up two fingers with a wallet between them. Flipping through the thick wad of cash with a satisfied chuckle, he decided to go home for the night. It was around three in the morning, when most sane people were asleep and away from trouble. A cold breeze swept through the night, causing Lucian to stuff his wallet and hands in his pockets. The cold was merciless, biting at his face. All he had to protect him from the cold was a black hoodie and some dark jeans. The hoodie had the gang's logo on the back, which was a Crow. He had the hood pulled up over his head, and the only thing visible was some jet black hair. Staying in the shadows as he made his way down the sidewalk, he began to sing to himself.
"Here we go again, I feel the chemicals kickin' in..." He sang the tune to Animal by Neon Trees to himself, not wanting to listen to the silence of the night. The pain from the punch was no longer bothering him, though the stab wound on his back was annoying. But even that was practically nothing. Just a small dagger and some blood, nothing like a gunshot which he's experienced before.
The world was now run by a social hierarchy, where the people with elemental powers were on the top, and at the bottom were powers like strength and invisibility. Lucian just happened to be pretty infamous in the city for his criminal ways, but he loved the attention.
{Ah, hello! I appreciate it if you made it this far. If you're still interested, then just jump right in! As for ideas, I do have one that would make this RP a bit more interesting. You can have an elemental power and be in a different gang which could lead to drama between the two and possibly some forbidden romance. >;3}
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Requirements:
Be literate. (Use proper grammar and not many typos.)
Be descriptive. (Use imagery and strong language.)
And lastly be able to type at least 20 lines per post.
The reason why is because I would like to improve my writing skills!
Starter:
Breathing heavily while feeling a warm liquid run down his back, the guy in the alley turned around sharply, glaring at the other guy behind him. He could feel his fist rip through the air and make contact with the other guy's jaw across from him, sparks flying from his fist. A split second after that, something hard came into contact with his chest, causing him to slide backwards and almost lose his balance. The guy's chest was in pain, and he wiped his mouth with his hand, trying to get some blood off. This was just a normal day in the life of Lucian Crow. Getting into fights with people from enemy gangs and stuff. After all, he wasn't a gang member for nothing. The guy who had gotten suckerpunched in the jaw had met with a certain fate, and Lucian grinned to himself, sparks surrounding his body. He had the power to control lightning, bending it to his will. He was a pro at it too, so he decided to have some fun and join a gang. The guy across from him who had decided to start the fight, well, he was a low life who had the power of super strength. It was useful...unless you went up against someone who can control the elements. People who could bend the elements were strong, while the rest were pretty much useless in his eyes. Lucian chose to do bad things with his powers, stealing and fighting and gang related stuff. That goes to say that his life was never uneventful. Always looking for trouble and having fun with it.
Walking away from the guy on the ground, he held up two fingers with a wallet between them. Flipping through the thick wad of cash with a satisfied chuckle, he decided to go home for the night. It was around three in the morning, when most sane people were asleep and away from trouble. A cold breeze swept through the night, causing Lucian to stuff his wallet and hands in his pockets. The cold was merciless, biting at his face. All he had to protect him from the cold was a black hoodie and some dark jeans. The hoodie had the gang's logo on the back, which was a Crow. He had the hood pulled up over his head, and the only thing visible was some jet black hair. Staying in the shadows as he made his way down the sidewalk, he began to sing to himself.
"Here we go again, I feel the chemicals kickin' in..." He sang the tune to Animal by Neon Trees to himself, not wanting to listen to the silence of the night. The pain from the punch was no longer bothering him, though the stab wound on his back was annoying. But even that was practically nothing. Just a small dagger and some blood, nothing like a gunshot which he's experienced before.
The world was now run by a social hierarchy, where the people with elemental powers were on the top, and at the bottom were powers like strength and invisibility. Lucian just happened to be pretty infamous in the city for his criminal ways, but he loved the attention.
{Ah, hello! I appreciate it if you made it this far. If you're still interested, then just jump right in! As for ideas, I do have one that would make this RP a bit more interesting. You can have an elemental power and be in a different gang which could lead to drama between the two and possibly some forbidden romance. >;3}
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