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ROLEPLAY SAMPLES:
A bright light rose above the distant mountains, the rays casting on the once dark fields. Green strands of grass waved to the wind and also became vibrant from the beams of the sun. Pink fluffy clouds hovered above the pink heavens and casted shadows on the green hills, the darkness fluctuating in intensity occasionally. There was no trees as far as the eye can see and it was all mountain ranges in the distance. There was a path of dirt and gravel that slithered through the fields, leading to a small village.
On that very path limped a young man named Nesy Celvius. His face was all dirty and there was a lot of blood. His vibrant clothes had some tiny cuts that resembled claw-marks. The tears ran through the man's bloodied cheeks, leaving a path on his cheeks where the grains of dirt and tiny puddles of blood have been swept away. His eyes peered to the distant village, knowing people might help him there. Then he looked to the dirt path again. The flashbacks bombarded Nesy's vision, showing terrifying images of his parents being killed right in front of him. He felt a raging fire spread through his body, wanting justice for those who set his parents on the chopping block!
Nesy closed the distance between the village and himself and the thoughts raged on the way there. He balled his fists in the anticipation of the day where he will get revange and justice. His heart pounded and the blood rushed through his veins. "I will get my revange one day... Just wait you filthy pigs." He opened his mouth and he seemingly spoke to himself. Despite all of this, he kept his pace until he has arrived at the village.
The buildings had hay on their roofs and the houses were made out of stone with wood that framed the houses, and gave some depth to them. Villagers had their busy lives there and there was nothing that wasn't peaceful. It felt like home. This sight took away Nesy's anger and replaced it with a sense of belonging. He felt like he belonged here, one with the people. Maybe that's just him being mad or batsh*t crazy. But, what people will he meet? The story, begins...
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NR 2:
The HMS Carryon cruised through the deepest voids, passing by a red giant that was nearing the end of its life.The ship had multiple arrays of barrels that were gigantic and there were giant cargo boxes that were lodged onto the ship itself, being a part of it. It was a cargo ship, but it was also a passenger ship as well to accomodate people in it.
There seemed to be two passengers on the ship, since they were early on the joint project they had the luxary of exploring the ship itself. As the ship passed the red giant, red beams of light illuminated the interior in a crimson red. The beams shifted as they cruised past the giant burning ball of plasma that neared its death. The light in the room shifted intensity as it approached and distanced itself from the star.
As all of that happened, Nesy felt warmth beamed through his body. It was like being hit with a Heatray Mk.9000 fifty times over. He almost broke a sweat, but thankfully the room began to shift to its natural blue hue after the ship made some course corrections. "Whew, that was pretty freaking hot." He said, his eyes weren't fully adjusted to the blue hue yet.
Nesy thought about home for a brief moment and how he got seemingly abducted by an alien ship, thankfully he got rescued but in exchange he would have to partake in this project.
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NR 3:
The rays from the sun illuminated the tall white skyscrapers, the skyscrapers shading the roads with floating vehicles that zoomed by. The windows were clear obsidian glass, and it could be seen in almost every window. There were gardens that stretched through the city with cherry blossom trees populating the marble pedestrian walkways.
The people seemed to be complacent, following orders. However, on the tall roofs there was a person that stood, overlooking the city. It was a beautiful view. The sun pierced through the thick fog beyond the city, it was like dust. Nesy was one of those people. He wore silk like clothes that were colourful. His green eyes reflected in the sun as the wind blew his clothes. Nobody could see him, as he was on a very tall building. Nothing compared to the tall white skyscrapers.
On that very path limped a young man named Nesy Celvius. His face was all dirty and there was a lot of blood. His vibrant clothes had some tiny cuts that resembled claw-marks. The tears ran through the man's bloodied cheeks, leaving a path on his cheeks where the grains of dirt and tiny puddles of blood have been swept away. His eyes peered to the distant village, knowing people might help him there. Then he looked to the dirt path again. The flashbacks bombarded Nesy's vision, showing terrifying images of his parents being killed right in front of him. He felt a raging fire spread through his body, wanting justice for those who set his parents on the chopping block!
Nesy closed the distance between the village and himself and the thoughts raged on the way there. He balled his fists in the anticipation of the day where he will get revange and justice. His heart pounded and the blood rushed through his veins. "I will get my revange one day... Just wait you filthy pigs." He opened his mouth and he seemingly spoke to himself. Despite all of this, he kept his pace until he has arrived at the village.
The buildings had hay on their roofs and the houses were made out of stone with wood that framed the houses, and gave some depth to them. Villagers had their busy lives there and there was nothing that wasn't peaceful. It felt like home. This sight took away Nesy's anger and replaced it with a sense of belonging. He felt like he belonged here, one with the people. Maybe that's just him being mad or batsh*t crazy. But, what people will he meet? The story, begins...
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NR 2:
The HMS Carryon cruised through the deepest voids, passing by a red giant that was nearing the end of its life.The ship had multiple arrays of barrels that were gigantic and there were giant cargo boxes that were lodged onto the ship itself, being a part of it. It was a cargo ship, but it was also a passenger ship as well to accomodate people in it.
There seemed to be two passengers on the ship, since they were early on the joint project they had the luxary of exploring the ship itself. As the ship passed the red giant, red beams of light illuminated the interior in a crimson red. The beams shifted as they cruised past the giant burning ball of plasma that neared its death. The light in the room shifted intensity as it approached and distanced itself from the star.
As all of that happened, Nesy felt warmth beamed through his body. It was like being hit with a Heatray Mk.9000 fifty times over. He almost broke a sweat, but thankfully the room began to shift to its natural blue hue after the ship made some course corrections. "Whew, that was pretty freaking hot." He said, his eyes weren't fully adjusted to the blue hue yet.
Nesy thought about home for a brief moment and how he got seemingly abducted by an alien ship, thankfully he got rescued but in exchange he would have to partake in this project.
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NR 3:
The rays from the sun illuminated the tall white skyscrapers, the skyscrapers shading the roads with floating vehicles that zoomed by. The windows were clear obsidian glass, and it could be seen in almost every window. There were gardens that stretched through the city with cherry blossom trees populating the marble pedestrian walkways.
The people seemed to be complacent, following orders. However, on the tall roofs there was a person that stood, overlooking the city. It was a beautiful view. The sun pierced through the thick fog beyond the city, it was like dust. Nesy was one of those people. He wore silk like clothes that were colourful. His green eyes reflected in the sun as the wind blew his clothes. Nobody could see him, as he was on a very tall building. Nothing compared to the tall white skyscrapers.
0 | Apr 13th 2023 08:59