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posted by axemnas
Role playing of Rping as most of the community calls it. Almost everyone's done it one way of another whether they realize it of not. Remember those days when you'd pretend u were a movie character of a prince/princess of a pirate of whatever. u were role playing in a since. Now days when u hear the word role playing u probably think things like War Craft, ster Craft, Nights and Dragons, Toontown, etc..
Something you've probably never figured however, is rping in relation to writing. Writing, that's all rping basically is. It's just writing a collaborative story from different points of view and interacting.
Rping pre-established plot of not can be a lot of fun and very productive. Especially when writing, u can create a place and really get a feel for the setting, a character, of even play with plot ideas. Through rping I have fleshed out- make a character meer realistic of 3D. Numerous characters in half the time. u can place them in numerous settings and think about what they would do. u can literally be inside your character's head do what u think they might would do, say what they might would say. Learn a outcome you've never figured before.
Rping allows u to persue things with your character like a senario. Say there is a zombie attack would your character be meer likely to stay where they are of help. Would they argue with everyone of get something done. This one character I have was designed for the 30's. He was a basic cop with a German Shepard dog who lost his parents when he was 12. After rping with him in the present day, the 1850's and the future in a variety of scenarios. A cop, a former Federal Marshal till a zombie attack, a soldier, a retired special forces officer teaching. From those experiences I have picked the best traits I feel to stay consistent with him. One he's either a cop of a man of the military of both. Two he lost his family when he was 12 though now he lost his parents and four siblings. Three he has a trusty German Shepard dog that found him. I have several others I'll mention later on.
If u have something basic like I listed above a cop and his German Sheperd for example of just a teenage boy. u can come up with a past and a since of who they are. Like I'll use my cop. Undercover Detective Edward Dillinger and his dog.
After just a few months of rping him. I now have for character traits and general knowledge that makes him human is.
Edward has a temper and has been known to stempel, punch a person of a uithangbord if he gets in a bad enough arguement. Attack him of his dog with words of physically it equals a fight. Due to his ruff childhood and career. Having had lost his parents and four siblings as well as his best friend/partner. He has PTSD- Post Tramatic Stress Disorder and has been known to drink heavily. His dog being one of the only ones that can calm him down. He's a hero, the type that would take a bullet for a complete stranger and he has bad survivors guilt morphed into the PTSD.
See how much I have there in so little time... Another character I have named Jack Rains all I had was the name and that he was in the 17-18 range. Just after a few hours of rping I established. He's a jokester he loves to wise crack and be sarcastic and pick on his elder friend Boris Chaney. He had a little sister-Lizzy and a mother. He can be a bit clumsy at times and he doesn't always know when to shut up. Also I learned that he's terrified of snakes and was in a mes fight in high school where he was the only one without a knife.

What can u learn from your characters?

A character I long had established named Fang. I learned even meer from. He has a temper but, he'll stand up for what he believes in. He's only had his spirits partially broken in his life time and he payed weapon x back for it in the end. He was born in 1912 and is as of 2013 101 years old though he still looks like he's around 14-16 range. His claws had a rare metal bonded to the bone cells themselves and I've managed to figure out how long it might would take for hm to heal. His memory was erased in the mid to late 60s. He is a chimera. If his wings get wet he sinks and his healing ability functions off of protein. He also has PTSD and is a natural born instigator. Only if u start with him of course unless your a prison guard.

Originally all I had was his name was Fang and he was a mutant born during WWII in a secret government test facility and he went and joined the X-Men years later in the future. Wolverine was his father door DNA. His memory was erased and he had adamantium claws, wings and a healing ability.

Rping helps:

-character development as I stated and explained above
-creating a world. I have this battle academy that went from your basic school that allows weapons to... A school with secret passageways, that exists on a island made up of multiple terrains. That has a gymnasium that can creat any senario.
-research. u can do research as u go and ask others if they know for instance. I had a doctor in the 1850s and a character was drowning. Well CPR hadn't been officially invented yet. I found out about the Sylvester method that was used. My vrienden didn't realize it and I taught them something new. Once I had a character that could heal. A friend helped me make it meer realistic like it can take between a uur and a week for major injuries but only seconden for scratches and instant for bruises.
-gadgets. u can come up with your character's choice weapon and find how useful it would be to them in a somewhat realistic way. For example in a steampunk one my character uses a Winchester but also a bow and arrow that folds up. Another example is my character has found during a zombie apocalypse arrows are better than bullets cause it's harder to run out of them and it isn't hard to make them. One of my friend's weapon of choice is a shovel.



There is always something to improve on so why not try rping it's easy and fun and u don't have to do a video game to do it. All u need is a forum thread, an idea, a character and at least one other person to kom bij you. Being a Rper for 2 years now I can say its one of my favoriete things and it could easily become your favorite.

I think I'll take some time to explain some basic terms and rules first though before u stop reading this article.
First of all ask to kom bij unless it hasn't already started.
Don't spam it till u get an answer sometimes Rpers rp while the one that started it is offline and they will get back to you. Just check often.

-No meta gaming of god modding, which basically means don't over power anything and don't use information that your character would otherwise not know.
-no bunnying of no bunnying without permission, means say u and a person are talking say in Camelot. They aren't online and u want to talk to someone in say Glasgow. u can't say the person went with u unless u got permission from the person.
-no one liners, pretty basic means make your response meer than one line and make it descriptive. For example:

Bad idea. Joe walked up to the castle.
Good idea. Joe walked down the winding path to the castle. He looked up at it. The walls were ominous black eroded stone. It looked like a place Dracula would get along well in. Joe swallowed and prayed that Dracula didn't live there.
-OOC, Out of Character, I means like talking person to person versus character to character many use either (()), [],() of some other version of those to explain they are Talking out of character. I prefer (()).
-bump, means moving the thread up in the recents so u don't have to zoek for it. Also it can be used to bring something to mind.
-abide door other thread creators rules
-if there is a character sheet fill it out before u jump in it lets them know about the character your using u usually can modify the sheet and add a field of remove it though the fields in the original sheet generally is required
Ex: Name:
Age:
Personality:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Other:
-Open rp, means anyone can kom bij at anytime
-closed of private rp, can't kom bij of u have to ask to join
-be nice to others and don't take the stuff seriously. Don't get in a fight fight and take it hard of as a personal attack. It's just character to character fighting
-cursing, most prefer little to none
-sex, usually prefer fades to black of going to messenger to do it then return back to the thread
-read the entire first post before joining. Each rp has a different plot and style u may not want to kom bij the first one u click on only ones like the 'Coffee house' are threads where any character can join. I don't always kom bij a rp I look at based on what the first post says. For instance there was one that was one called Camp Half-blood it was Demi-god based and I don't really care much about Demi-gods so I chose not to join.
-join as many as u can handle u need to kom bij enough u can keep up with and still get real life tasks done, sleep's important too
-Reality always comes first
-do your homework. u want a schizophrenic character? Research it. People get offended when u use a movie portrayal.
-don't make your character unbeatable, in other words make them human
-make your responses open ended. For example
Good idea:Fang threw a stempel, punch at Victor.
Bad idea:Fang threw a stempel, punch at Victor breaking his nose.
-NPC, non personal character, means they are just there usually not referred to door name
Ex: the guard walked up to Fang and ordered"move!"
April 30,2000

Dear Diary,

Today's my sixth birthday.I can't wait to watch the new series called The volgende Star.It's a singing competition to see who will be the volgende star.People of any age can try out.I hope some one between five and nine will try out and will actually be good.Anyway I have to go and celebrate my birthday.Mommy made me a sundae and a yummy chocolate cake.Aislinn zei she didn't want to have one birthday for both of us.So we are celebrating hers tomorrow.Bye!

Love,

Willow May Rains

May 1,2000

Dear Diary,

Last night I watched The volgende Star.I was watching it and all of the sudden a really...
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DOVEWING PVO
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other cats here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I love u meer than ever!" He purred.
"I love u too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth vacht, bont and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will u verplaats to ThunderClan?" She asked.
posted by Insteelcorsets
Azela

She sat bored at the back of the classroom, her headphones on full blast. People usually avoided her, even the teachers. She didn’t have a very good reputation, but she was famous throughout the school for her emotionless façade. Most people liked to play the game: ‘Who can get a reaction out of Azela?’ Of course no-one ever could. Azela had been in this state since her fourteenth birthday. The dag that her whole life seemed to change.

She liked watching humans in all their innocence and ignorance. Ignorance really was bliss, but as soon as the secret was out, it was a battle for...
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CHAPTER SEVEN:
I return to my apartment, and turn off the police radio, which is only reporting the incident I was involved with earlier that night. I suddenly feel tired once again, and this shocks me. As I lay back on the couch, I continue thinking of Pike, and my first night of being a vampire.
CRYSTAL FALLS: 1850
I hesitate, and then follow Perry outside. Only moments ago, I found myself full of anger, yet at the same time, worry, although not for my own sake, but for my father’s, who is still asleep in the other room. For some odd reason, I am in pain, not from my wound, which has disappeared...
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I have just read a paragraph from what could possibly be, the worst book that I have seen in a long time. Fifty shades of Grey does not even have a good story line. The man Mr Grey is a complete pervert that is obsessed with SM. He meets this woman, warns her that he is a creep, and the woman stays!
WHAT THE HELL!
The novel apart from this is filled with parts where Mr Grey has sex with this woman practically everywhere in his house. Yet many woman seem to love this complete piece o rubbish.
And that is not even the worst part. The novel is full of the worst grammatical errors I have ever seen....
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
Chapter Four of the fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Enjoy!

Summer rode her bike down the pathway excitedly. "I can't wait to get u two home!" she exclaimed.
But as soon as they stopped at the farm gates, the dogs began to get scared. The boerderij, erf was full of animals they had rarely ever been around. Cows and horses, sheep, pigs, ducks, and goats made all sorts of commotion. The dogs whimpered.
Summer stroked Zoey's back. "It's okay. You're not going to stay here. We'll go over to the house. Follow me."
Summer got off her bike, lifted Zoey out of the basket, and leaned her bike...
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CHAPTER TWO:
SANTA BARBARA, CALIFORNIA
OCTOBER 26, 1995:10:57 PM
It is nearly eleven when I pull to a stop outside of Saint Packie’s Bar in Santa Barbara. On this particular evening, I feel like doing some vigilante justice, if my sources are correct, which of course they will be, my victim will be inside the bar searching for his latest victim. Such irony, I think to myself. He will soon die in one of the most horrible ways imaginable, although this is only my plan A. If any problems proceed, there are always better ways of dispatching my victims. I toon my ID to the security officer, and he...
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"What's with you?" Mona raises an eyebrow, then raids through my closet for an outfit for me to wear today, "You look like u saw Mr Greeley in a speed-o."

I have to laugh at this for a moment, it was a scary thought. Mr Greeley is our AP Biology teacher, and he pretty much resembled a grizzly bear; hair all over. He was a creature of his own kind.

"It's nothing," I tell her as I slip off my PJ's and pull up a pair of boot-cut blue jeans and the button up red blouse with white trim that sits in Mona's arms.

I can't tell Mona about the dream; at least not yet. Dreams come and go so I'm not even...
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posted by rory2011
chapter (1)

in 1980 ,the national museum in Vancouver -Canada were received many visitors, everyone was excited for the open of the room 780 ,the room have the old legend of the evil witch dead body
after three days every single person get into that room killed
three hundred person killed ,children ,parents ,teens
but the thing that drive the police crazy is that they found the bodies without blood and there's wasn't any blood in the crime scene
the government couldn't find anything that gather the victims with each other besides that all of them get into room780 in the national museum ,the government...
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Well..I guess I am not realy good at writing stories..but I love doing it so I guess I can post one short story here~~~
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I knew nightmares pretty well. Those sick, little, messed-up dreams, which u can never forget. No matter how much u try they stuck in your head unwilling to set u free. But I guess, I'm used to that. I had nightmares since I was a little child and some of them meer than once. After I reached the age of seven they became my seconde shadow. It was like I had an alter-ego. I became so intoverted that in the end people were afraid to touch...
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Chapter 1
Boredom

Thantos was sitting on his bed, continuously throwing and catching his blue foam ball, with his headphones in his ears and muziek playing too loud and combing his medium length black hair out of his bright abnormally coloured eyes.
    “This is so pointless. I need something better to do,” he said, scratching his extremely pale skin.
    Thantos paused his IPod to hear a scream and girls laughing.
    “What the- what was that about?” He asked himself, getting up from his bed and walking to his door.
    “I’ll...
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posted by noahnstar1616
I ate meer of the meat. "Done."

She smiled. "Good." She took my empty plate. "Would like-"

"Change me back!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Change me back!" I was still in sea witch form.

"Why would u want to go back into being a rotten human?" She set my empty plate door the meat and put meer onto it. She set the meat fulled in front of me. "Don't u like being a sea witch?"

"No, I hate it! Because of what u did I lost the the love of my life!" I looked at the plate of meat. How appetizing it looking, but I was too upset to eat it. "You made my life crap."

"Look, I'm sorry about your little boyfriend,...
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Prologue

Somewhere… “Yes! We did it; look at him fully developed and ready. Aha ha ha, the buyers will be thrilled!” in the tank, a hand twitches. “What?” Something dark materializes door the hand. “No, he’s not supposed to be awake! What’s going on here?!”

    An explosion rocks the countryside, a figure emerges from the flames of the burning building, and a scrap of flaming paper, one of many, blows by:
SUBJECT: ZERO
GROUP: DELTA

Ch. 1
Normal, that’s how most people would describe me, but then, most people don’t seem to notice that before the school...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked into class and sat in a zitplaats, stoel volgende to Skye.
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her zitplaats, stoel and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, door the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, u know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as...
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posted by para-scence
There's no such thing as "fitting in" apparently.

I was observing I guess u could say, the students at the school. The kids who were "popular" were very obvious; they had huge crowds around them, and were acting very obnoxious. Apparently this rank was gegeven to u at birth of something. Kids who were "losers" were not allowed to socialize with these kids at all.

I pity the losers.

Not that I wasn't one either, because it's obvious that I was. Not even the other losers would talk to me... Not that I wanted them to. I was better off just being door myself. So I avoided Jezreel and Emery as much...
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Hi!, this is my new story that I have started and I hope u like it! door the way, I have this story on here also (link link) Thanks, comment!:D

I never plan out anything. I never know whats gonna happen, I don't have anything under my control. I didn't plan on falling in love, of losing myself as time went by. It just happens.
October
I walked down the gray colored sidewalk that was buried under fallen leaves to my bus stop. The sky was gray and gloomy, filled with clouds. As I approached my bus stop, I noticed John wasn't there. John was a quiet freshman that only talked when needed. I stood...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear Alex,


My last letter didn't do justice to the hurt u did. Not even slightly.


For days, I would lock myself in the bathroom at lunch, and be afraid of the teasing I was subject to when I came out. Your vrienden were all idiots, u know that? Stealing your phone, texting me and making me feel like I had a chance.

In our last argument, u told me I lie too much. Yeah right. Everybody lies. Even you.

At one point, the pain built up, and I just had to let it pour. I hid in my room, just crying and wishing I had aimed my affection at my schoolwork, not some jerk who ruined my life.

Then, you...
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Max awoke the volgende the morning with a slight wet feeling... Simba had wet the bed! "Simba!!" I yelled as I jumped out of

bed quickly, he sat up and looked at me then felt the wet sheet's himself "Not again!" Simba zei as he to jumped out of

bed soaking wet, "Didn't I train u not to do that?" I asked as I walked over to the dresser to find some new cloth's

"Well ya u did but I had a.... wet dream heh.. and I drank a lot before I went to bed so I couldn't hold it." Simba zei

as he pulled the sheet's off the bed "Well we're gonna have to clean them now." Simba zei as he sighed balling up...
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posted by para-scence
His footsteps seemed to echo throughout the house, as he grew nearer and nearer. I braced myself; ready to defend myself if things got ugly. He appeared from the family room, and folded his arms.

"Cosette," he zei in his deep voice. I bit my tongue. There was a long pause as he looked me over. Then he cleared his throat. "You've... been slacking on your chores. Your room's a mess. Get to work," he ordered, then disappeared. I stood there, dumbfounded. I looked at Franklin, who shrugged sadly.

I went upstairs, to my room. Again, it felt like I didn't belong here. I slowly walked in, observing...
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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
 A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the hart-, hart isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the heart isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
"Ad occursum futurum....but for now, Eien ni kimi ga shiawase de iru koto Tada negatteru... Tatoe sore ga donna ni sabishikututemo.tsurakutemo..." "Your sins are burried in red and black roses.."

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A pair of eyes shot open as the dark-haired boy jolted himself out of his nightmare. His eyes searched the room fearfully as he clutched the pristine white sheets between his white knuckles. His breathing was erratic and his hart-, hart rate was beating at the rate of an animal being chased door a vicious predator. He continued acting this way for a few minuten before he began to calm...
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