Post by thenarrator on May 28, 2012 22:53:31 GMT -5
*Cough* It's a relatively dusty RP over here!
Okay so, new member, making an RP.
I'm going to start explaining what I'm intending to happen with this (in theory).
The point is that we are anyone. We can be characters from the books or we can be OC's. You can even be yourself (though, for the sake of anonymity, I wouldn't recommend it).
Our job: to get out of peril using clues hidden by VFD.
What is the peril? An Anti-VFD. A bad guy society. Etc.
What are they intending? To kill YOU!
So, Without Any Further Ado, the RP.
______________________________________________________________________
In the midst of a vast desert plain where a carnival stood, a man suddenly appeared.
The man was young looking, about 18 if I'm not mistaken. The man was dressed in a relatively typical set of clothing for the era (though it was actually his usual guise) of a black trench coat, fedora hat, and business suit.
The man also had a rather futuristic watch on his right hand and had black hair and blue eyes to suit.
His name was John D. Calsonworth. Or, as he was more commonly known as, The Sleuth.
Here he was giving an exploration of the area he had just entered but only saw vast emptiness, a large set of mountain ranges, and the burnt remains of an old carnival site.
However, he approached the area of the carnival to find engraved on what looked like a small button a rather odd looking symbol giving both the appearrance of an eye (with exaggerated eyelash properties) and the letters of VFD.
"Hmm." he thought to himself.
But his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone walking up behind him.
_________
enter here.
Okay so, new member, making an RP.
I'm going to start explaining what I'm intending to happen with this (in theory).
The point is that we are anyone. We can be characters from the books or we can be OC's. You can even be yourself (though, for the sake of anonymity, I wouldn't recommend it).
Our job: to get out of peril using clues hidden by VFD.
What is the peril? An Anti-VFD. A bad guy society. Etc.
What are they intending? To kill YOU!
So, Without Any Further Ado, the RP.
______________________________________________________________________
In the midst of a vast desert plain where a carnival stood, a man suddenly appeared.
The man was young looking, about 18 if I'm not mistaken. The man was dressed in a relatively typical set of clothing for the era (though it was actually his usual guise) of a black trench coat, fedora hat, and business suit.
The man also had a rather futuristic watch on his right hand and had black hair and blue eyes to suit.
His name was John D. Calsonworth. Or, as he was more commonly known as, The Sleuth.
Here he was giving an exploration of the area he had just entered but only saw vast emptiness, a large set of mountain ranges, and the burnt remains of an old carnival site.
However, he approached the area of the carnival to find engraved on what looked like a small button a rather odd looking symbol giving both the appearrance of an eye (with exaggerated eyelash properties) and the letters of VFD.
"Hmm." he thought to himself.
But his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone walking up behind him.
_________
enter here.