First Post

this is a topic where you show your fist RP post on WOTD and your chosen most recent RP post. Then you and others can discuss how far you have progressed on your RP skills. The same with you and other's posts.

Mine:
First RP post:

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meanwhile a snake had been whatching the whole sence unnotice by enyone. he hised slightly and slithered over to the white fox. hidden by the shadows there was no way he would be detected. "HISSSSS!!!!" yelled the snake as he lunged at the foxes legs and bit down hard, unleashing all of his poison. with that he slithered away fast as lighting.

Chosen most recent post:

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(me neither. lets just run with Zephyr being the coyote legand. if he dies I could always play the next one, but i already have 2 chars. Maybe one of them will die. Or both.)

Azarath heard the order, she knew it was about to end. She launched herself forrward. Zephyr would not die!

Slade wondered why it was now that Demon finnaly asked for the captives' deaths. But he didnt really care, it was time for some fun now. With a wicked grin on his face Slad leaped at Zephyr. He would be the first to die....

There was a dull thud as Azarath and Slade collided. The breath was knocked out of Slade as he had not been expecting this. Slade and Azarath rolled on the ground as each fought bitterly. Slade was annoyed. His fur set on fire, a smoldering blistering fire that was sure to knock Azarath off him.

As Slade's fur set on fire Azarath knew what she had to do. Power from deep inside was awakened and fuled by Azarath's love for Zephyr. Darkness was unleashed in a flurry. The cavern was shrouded in shadows. Azarath's purple eyes glowed with a furiosity born of generations past. Azarath was special. So was Zephyr. But Zephyr was more important. Thus came the conclusion that he must be the one to survive.

Snakes of smoke came from Azarath and fed into Slade. Life was hunted down and destroyed. The light of fire in Slade's eyes was being smothered. Soon the snake's demand of power became more than just Azarath's love could satisfy. When Slade's fire faded completely, the snakes slithered back to Azarath and the cave was once again lighted.

Azarath was filled with weakness. She fell to the ground by Slade's still form. It was now that Azarath remembered what her mother had told her the day she died:

What was born, was born alone,
Far and near to freinds not knowing.
One of Ice.

Who was born, was born strong,
Far and near to pride not knowing.
One of Fire.

Why was born, was born silent,
Far and near to love not knowing.
One of Dark.

When was born, was born still,
Far and near to life not knowing.
One of Demon.

Lives intertwined,
Far and near not knowing.
Born alike yet afar,
Differnt lives.
Destined to collide.

Death of one.

Lives intertwined,
Far and near not knowing.
Not knowing of what was to come,
What was to end.

Death of one,
Death of two.

Lives intertwined,
Far and near not knowing.

Unfortuently Azarath's fading mind could not remember what came next. Couldnt remember the end of the last verse. Then Azarath realized her fatel mistake. Demon and Zephyr were still in the cavern together. But as darkness appeared at the edges of Azarath's vision she thought to herself, "He... he can run. I, i gave him enough time.. He will live...." As blackness closed in Azarath welcomed it.

The lengh that most of my posts look like unless i make them longer is about a paragraph and a half.

I remember this post took like an hour to make...

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Leopard sped through the forest on velvet paws,
leaping over trees, swerving around boulders, flying like the wind! She
hooked her claws into the ground, and leaped! She came down on the bull
elk she had scented, and the ride was on! the bull bucked and shook,
slamming against trees and rocks in hopes to find relief from the devil
that was striving to reach the vein of life, the jugular. Leo, hurtling
down as a bird landed close by and turned into a cat. He as well leaped
on and took his station at clawing out the eyes. It soon worked,
because the elk roared and leaped forward to run. 'nows your chance'
Leo thought to Leopard, but there was no need, she was already dangling
from his throat, clamping her jaws yet deeper. 'you did a good job of
mauling his face Leo' she smirked as well as she could, and used her
final trick bite and the bull fell. She waited until it had died and
began to ravenously tear at it, Leo, having shapeshifted into a fox,
did so as well. After they ate their fill, they curled up as cat and
wolf together in the nook of a trees roots.

this took like half an hour...

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"You can get out of the water, it's fine." Those
words chilled Iceheart. She was in the water? Swirling.... Water.....
"Rohin grabbed her" those words too. Her senses were weakened, so she
must not have noticed Anaya slip by her. Should she go to fight the
wolf? No. Force wouldn't work on this wolf, plus she's have to cross
the water. She slowly stepped back out of the rushing water and
mournfully smiled at Koara in thanks. Nobody knew it, not even Kyota,
but Iceheart was afraid of water. The same element that Iceheart had
once so loved, had betrayed her, had caused her downfall. Her friend,
Clan, and maybe even now her pack, had been lost. Because of water.
Iceheart took a deep breath. And her mind swirled as the words rushd to
her mouth. Words that had remained unspoken for so long, as well as new
ones. Unconsciously, she slipped back into the accent that she had
tried to correct.

"Rohindal. Don't. Let Anaya go. I was exiled
from my home because I supposedly drowned pups. I will tell you what
happened, so you can learn from it...


"She is banished from
here!" Those words echoed through me. I hadn't done anything wrong! I
was then Icewing, the wolf who gave up all I could for the Clan, the
wolf who could hunt whether it be dark and stormy, or a fair day. But a
traitor stilll lurked. Brighttongue, had drowned the kits. I had tried
to help, but I was overwhelmed by other wolves. Some died, and those
deaths added to my crime. Brighttongue could talk anyone into anything,
and the leader, in his grief, believed her. He exiled me, until either
death or the falling of the Clan, whichever came last. Brighttongue had
also convinced the Clan that I was cursed. Misforune and death followed
me like my anima, Kyota, did. They renamed me Iceheart, for I must have
a heart of ice to murder kits and kill my Clnamates. A few of my
friends stood up for me, but I left.

Brighttounge was right.
Misfortune does follow me. I was the only pup in my litter to survive.
I was the only apprentice to make it to a warrior. Some of the Clan
cats fell to sickness, and I was the wolf who had it first.

I
wandered as a rouge, a wolf that doesn't follow Clan code, or live in a
pack. Around me, everyone is happy, for now, but I can not be happy. I
lost my friend in the downfall of the Clan, and lost another friend,
even though not in the same way, death. I am alone. I was blinded, and
my anima wasn't. I am blind. I was injured too, I broke my leg, because
I couldn't see the way. I was handicapped.

I believe that
Rohindal is much like me. She is blinded, and alone. Not even you, her
soulmate, can penetrate into her world, and neither can Kyota. I can
not see, but is Rohindal handicapped in any way? She is blind and
alone, even though she can see, and she has you." Iceheart finished
wearily. She had never told anyone of her past. A tear trickled down
her white cheek, catching the light of the rising sun. The brilliant
reds, oranges, golds, and blues were amazing, but lost on Iceheart, for
she couldn't see it. "I try so hard," she whispered, "but what do you
do when your best is not enough?"

Waah, I can't find my first post! D8 It's wherever you found your first post, Snow, lul... 'Neways, here's my chosen most recent one:

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Kazuro nodded to the wolf named Alronto and silently watched as he scurried away to fetch water for the injured wolf who he had yet to meet. Since she was in bad shape right now, he decided not to push it and let her heal until he questioned her. His yellow eyes scanned the cave, watching his pack members reunite with one another. He rested his gaze on Sai and Glacier for a moment; they seemed to be forming a relationship that was more than just friendship. Absentmindedly, he slightly leaned into Crescent, feeling her soft white fur on his own. A voice disrupted his thoughts, and he looked down to see Ninja. Kazuro straightened up and slightly curled his lip, appaled at the pup's offer. "You will do no such thing," the gray brute commanded. But, just like before, Ninja went ahead with his plan and headed outside the cave. Kazuro was about to bolt after the pup, but Alronto beat him to it. He waited until the brown wolf brought the pup back. He said a quick thank-you to the new wolf, then turned to the pup who was lying on the ground. Kazuro opened his maw to speak, but his expression transformed to a horrofying look. "Ninja?" he asked, taking a slow step forward and nudging the pup. Nothing happened. The young wolf was no longer moving; his chest remained stationary. "Ninja..?" he asked again, horror in his voice. "This isn't funny, Ninja. Get up." He knew the pup was injured... but it couldn't be that bad, could it? Despite his pleas, still, nothing happened. "Ninja..." Kazuro whispered, his gaze flickering over the small, unmoving body. Kazuro swallowed and closed his eyes. He took a step back and turned around to face the enterance of the cave. He took smaller steps to lead him out to the ledge, where he sat and looked out on the setting sun. "Everything was going perfect," he whispered to himself. Kazuro's shoulders sagged and he hung his head. Taking in a deep breath, Kazuro lifted his muzzle to the twilight sky above, a howl of mourning escaping his jaws and breaking free. He sang his song to the mountains and the early night stars above them, sending the little soldier off with a fit farewell.

Zura, still in the form of a mouse sitting on Kazuro's forepaw, finally hopped off and scurried over to the new brown wolf who had been taking care of the injured one. "Alronto, right?" she asked. "I'm Zura. Though Kazuro already introduced me, I wanted to come meet you myself," she squeaked with a small smile. She peeded around the bulk of this wolf to see the injured one lying on the ground behind him. "Is she going to be okay?" she asked, returning her gaze to Alronto. "Her wounds look pretty ba-," she got cut off by a frantic voice behind her. Zura turned to look only to see the young Ninja lying motionless on the cave floor beside Kazuro, who was repeating the pups name and giving him orders to stand. One look at Kazuro's face told her everything; he was going to blam this all on him. This was tearing him up inside. She felt it. She heard his thoughts and knew his greiving thoughts. This is my fault, she heard him repeat over and over again in his head. If I'd done something different... I could have saved him. Zura, who's happy mood was utterly crushed now, ran to Ninja's side. She kneaded her small paws into the pups side, hoping to wake him up. But he was gone. There was nothing more to do. "Kazu," she whispered, turning to Kazuro. All she saw was empty space. Zura's small eyes darted around the cave, only to find the brute sitting alone at the enterance to the cave. Grief washed over her, seeing him like this. A howl rang through her ears. She raised her eyes to see him howling a song of misery and mourn to the skies above. Zura frowned and scurried to his side, transforming into a coyote on her way. With a quick glance at their surroundings, she lifted her head and added her own song of grief to Kazuro's. Ninja deserved at least a farewell.

:B I have a lot longer ones, but that's the longest from here. x3

actually, my rp skills deteriorated a bit on this site xD cause the one i was on previously was advanced and stuff, u know what i mean. But If i take my time i can make good posts.. but i'm too lazy to go dig em' up right now

Twi, i found my first post by searching a period in the search box with my name as author and went back to the last pg. you could try that

the problem we have is we don't REALLY have our first posts ( from FF) if you guys could get a hold of those, then you'd see huge differences i bet.

Zyrxy wrote:

the problem we have is we don't REALLY have our first posts ( from FF) if you guys could get a hold of those, then you'd see huge differences i bet.

I know, I remember my first post with Twi. x3 It was one/two sentances, and I'm pretty sure the only dialogue was "hi," or something. xD

Twilight_Wolf wrote:

Zyrxy wrote:

the problem we have is we don't REALLY have our first posts ( from FF) if you guys could get a hold of those, then you'd see huge differences i bet.

I know, I remember my first post with Twi. x3 It was one/two sentances, and I'm pretty sure the only dialogue was "hi," or something. xD

I totaly agree but i dont think that thats possible too bad...