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| Topic Started: Jan 8 2008, 02:11 PM (2,051 Views) | |
| ~Lt. Jessie~ | Jan 8 2008, 02:11 PM Post #1 |
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(OOC: Inspired by DA and Xic; copied over from the original Audtion) First and foremost, if you have somehow stumbled upon this thread without first reading through the Beginner's section, YOU MUST DO THAT FIRST!!! (1) Purpose: "The Audition" is an RP where newbies can interact with existing members without first becoming real members. The RP takes place in a bar, conveniently located inside a hangar on Mars. The purpose of the RP is so the senior members can assess the ability of newbies to interact with other characters and follow the rules. So yes, you are being graded. Rules will not be enforced (though we will take note when you break them, and it will make a difference regarding your acceptance) although inappropriate behavior will not be tolerated and you do need to listen to the mods if they decide to direct something. Also, if your post is horrendously n00bish and is obviously not conducive to the purpose of the thread, it will be deleted and your warning level may be raised. (2) Setting: The name of the bar is "The Audition" (coincidentally enough). As it serves large numbers of clientèles, it has two floors, with separate bars on each floor. Maximum capacity is about 60 people. There are two bartenders, "Max" on the bottom floor and "Philip" on the top floor. These and any other staff are NPCs which can be controlled by anyone. Details about the bar can be autoed by anyone and changed at will by anyone wanting to modify characteristics about the setting. This should be done in moderation, aka create a context when you need one but work with one when it is given by someone else. Also, the RPers are not to interact outside of the bar at any time. Leaving the bar is the same as leaving the RP. (3) Characters: Any existing RPer's characters may enter or leave the bar at any time. This RP is irrespective of our RP timeline. For new members: You need a character to RP in this setting. We would suggest using the character you plan on applying with. Please do not post character bios in the Audition thread, you may however post them in your Introductions thread or in the Application Review thread. (4) What to do here: We are attempting to assess your ability to interact with other characters. Hence, we suggest you use this opportunity to.... *drum roll please* interact with other characters. You can, however, start a fight or some such if that's what your character would do, but we encourage members not to apply with battle-oriented characters (again, you can if you want to... but that character needs to have the necessary depth to be interesting to interact with as well). (5) How this relates to your application: Participation is not required. Interaction in this thread can be used instead of part 3 of the application (an RP scenario), but doesn't have to be. If a character bio passes the app review committee's scrutiny and an applicant has interacted well in the Audition, the mods will pass the applicant to RPer status. If the applicant has not interacted satisfactorally or has chosen not to participate, that applicant may still be given an RP scenario. Feedback may be given to new members in here as OOC comments before an interaction. Some feedback may be given in PMs. If the applicant wishes to discuss something (such as feedback) outside of the Audition thread, please use his/her Introductions thread. Please do not use the Audition for lengthy OOC discussions. (6) And now, forget it all... Your character must FORGET EVERYTHING he/she did, said, and learned in this RP. It has NO BEARING WHATSOEVER on the active and archived RPs. If your character meets another character again, none of their interaction in the Audition ever took place!! Enjoy, and Welcome to The Audition! |
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| ~Qualanx~ | Feb 15 2008, 06:39 PM Post #2 |
The Ignored
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(OOC: Might as well get the ball rolling here...) An armored boot slammed down on concrete. Moments later a second boot made contact. A tall, imposing figure walked towards a hangar that had been converted into a bar. It seemed that the being was the first to arrive, as the bartenders were still directing the new shipment of drinks and food into the place. Well it pays to be early.... The creature thought. The creature was Al'An Ol'Tai. He was Wen. The silvery-white spines almost moved in the strong breeze, causing martian dust to snake silently across the pavement ahead. Upon entering the establisment Al'An tapped the large disk covering the entire frontal portion of his helmet. His view switched from the ordinary colors to reds, blues, yellows and purples. He searched the room in infrared in an attempt to discover Cloakers, some of the beings who just refused to leave late at night and just hid. There were none today. Al'An brought himself down onto a chair and waited for more patrons to arrive. Edited by Qualanx, Feb 15 2008, 07:30 PM.
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| -Da Lil Bro- | Mar 6 2008, 10:59 PM Post #3 |
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(OCC:Made a new character) Gabrial Locke steps around the corner of the Martian bar. He needed A Drink after traveling miles from the last city. He pulles out a Ciggerite out of his pocket, " A Fat one..." He thought. and lit it. with satisfaction on his face, he inhaled, and held it between his lips as he pushed the rugged, blood stained doors of the bar open. "Hey Max!, The Usual Please!" He Sits down on an old, odd Chair, though he has been here before, so nothing is odd here... He Brushes the Dust off his Brown Fur, Disgusted, by the fact that these humans can live like this. But His disgust is gone when the atmosphear changes... "ohh come on...., who is it?" He said aloud. His Mood Changed, From His Pores Equalizing themselfs from the mood in the Atmosphear. He Looks To the Stranger in the metal Boots. |
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| ~Lt. Jessie~ | Mar 7 2008, 02:34 AM Post #4 |
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((OOC: First off, welcome to The Audition, Da Lil Bro. I will be putting notes and comments here while you participate here, critiquing your style as well as giving you pointers. I would like to kindly remind you of your typing habits and that you do not capitalize when you feel like it. This is quite important, especially when it comes to writing essay-length posts that will drive people insane when they see words that have been randomly capitalized in the middle of a sentence. Also, please check the spelling and the grammar. It doesn’t hurt to run a spell check of some sort before posting to make sure things are ok. Also, some more details would be nice. It’ll help bring the scene into being a lot better. Remember, the other players don’t know your character looks like> You can’t assume that we all know. So, go into descriptions! Now that we have that cleared, let’s continue a bit)) The Audition… It was a welcoming sight to anyone who entered, especially those who had no clue what was going on. Of course, there were a few regulars here and there, perhaps not so much, but it was enough to keep the place running. Several people had entered, some taking their seats while others were gathering at the bar to order a drink or two for their comrades. A burly man in a dark blue jacket with gold trimmings sat at the bar and tapped the counter, gesturing that he wanted to order. With a nod, the tender fulfilled his order as he snuffed out the cigarette on a nearby ashtray. The cup scraped against the oaken counter, caught in the man’s grasp. He took the cup of frosty liquid and took a quick swig before he noticed the Omega Squadron squad leader perched in his seat. The man gave an acknowledging nod, but not before a particular figure caught his attention. Apparently, he had not seen this chap before, let alone one who seemed to be a bit hostile. He made no sudden movements, but watched carefully, just in case things were to turn ugly. He had a holster hidden under his blazer for emergencies, not to mention his COM if things turned for the worse. |
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| -Da Lil Bro- | Mar 7 2008, 09:59 AM Post #5 |
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(OOC:So my character can interact with you right Jess? And would you like me to post my new bio?) Gabrial Looks away from the stranger at the chair. Must have been someone else. he thought. "Hey Max, You got my drink?......thanks." Gabrial takes the frosty beer and sips it slowly, contemplating everything that happend the last few days. He sets down the beer with ease, trying not to make it plop on to the already rugged, carved table top, from what it looks like, knife slashes... Gabrial shudderd. He hated weapons! He took another swig of his beer, this time a longer one. He ran his bandaged up hand, which had sickly dried up blood, though his fur on his head... he did this when he was irritated, he wanted the pain to go way. Edited by Da Lil Bro, Mar 7 2008, 10:00 AM.
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| ~Lt. Jessie~ | Mar 7 2008, 06:34 PM Post #6 |
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((OOC: You should post your profile in this topic so that we can see what is going on and what we are dealing with.)) The man watched this new patron fidget about in his seat. He may not know who this new person was, but even then, he could tell when someone was nervous. Looking around, he picked up his cup and walked over, pulling over a chair and putting its back against the table before straddling the wooden seat. He placed the cup on a makeshift coaster of napkins and rest his arms on the scarred wooden surface. "New to the neighborhood, aren't you?" he chuckled. He looked over at Max and nodded slightly, motioning for another filled glass. "What's your name?" |
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| ~Qualanx~ | Mar 7 2008, 06:47 PM Post #7 |
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(OOC: Jessie? Nobody but high-up GF individuals and people who've worked with Al'An in the past know he exists. And even then, they're sworn to secrecy about his job... I should've specified earlier D: Also, I may take Al'An out of the Audition and introduce Hharo Hhovho to show you guys what he's like. Al'An's just on patrol right now.) Al'An saw two new beings enter the Audition. One of them seemed to be nervous about something. Al'An stood up to his full height of 8'5" and walked to the door, scanning it again. Truth be told Al'An had no intention of staying longer than an hour to patrol this area for a dimensional wanderer claimed to have been sighted here. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The tan titan left. Although the tan titan was only a few inches taller than he. The figure watching Al'An leave had two blunt projections on the back of his helmet, making him taller. Hharo Hhovho. The Hieren scout. He was near the homeworld of the humans, and one of the primary worlds of the Galactic Federation. Why Hharo chose to be in proximity to such lowlifes was a mystery to him. Perhaps someone of interest was inside the building? Hharo walked in slowly. He saw the two figures speaking to eachother, and noticed the human. Pfft. Worthless bag of water. Hharo thought, and observed the two. The exagerated curls of his wicked grin seemed to curl even more as he plotted his next action. "You. Human. Get up. Now." Hharo commanded the man sitting next to the furry being. "Rise or unforseen consequences may occur," Hharo hissed, now pulling a blade out of a small gateway that appeared on one of the tables. "I must speak with you." "RISE, FOOL!" Hharo roared. (OOC: Al'An may come back to fight off Hharo if he does anything over the top violent. I'mma post his bio up in a minute.) |
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| -Da Lil Bro- | Mar 7 2008, 08:29 PM Post #8 |
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Gabrial looks at the mysterious man sitting next to him. And welcomes him, And in responce to his question, he grumbled... but them said "Well, im not from around here, so your right, Thanks for coming over I need some one to talk to, ohh and who is that guy in the arm-" Gabrials Pores kick in, and sence anger, at him! "You. Human. Get up. Now!" Gabrial Heard him say. This guy is totaly wrong,im covered in fur, for kinta sake... Gabrial thought. Gabrial looked back, with caution and trying not to make total eye contact. Gabrial moves for his dagger, even though he belives no weapons, he can use it for defence. "Yes sir, what can i help you with? do you need infomation?" |
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| ~Qualanx~ | Mar 7 2008, 08:39 PM Post #9 |
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Hm. The fuzzy one speaks, when I directly spoke to the human... The small spirals forming at the edge of Hharo's demented grin tightened slightly, his nonexistant eyes boring into the fuzzy creature. "I was not speaking to you, but you appear to be physically fit... I wish to spar with you." The spirals at the ends of Hharo's grin tightened further. Hharo's dagger was really more of a scimitar, and he expected the fuzzy creature to put up a good fight. This was a great achievement for the fuzzy creature, being thought to be tough in combat. "Step forward," Hharo hissed, slashing the nearest chair clean in two with his scimitar, "or that chair there becomes your humie friend." |
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| -Da Lil Bro- | Mar 7 2008, 08:49 PM Post #10 |
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"Well, I do fight, but not with weapons, if we do this we will do this with our fists." Gabrial shows this by clenching his fists into a furry ball. " I hope you will do the same" Gabrial moves away from the chair, swigs down the last of his beer, and with a satisfiying thud, slams it onto the bar table. Gabrial looks to the man he was talking to, "Talk to you later" Gabrial squats slightly down, to gain a center of gravity, whips out his fists, takes off the bloody bandage, and with a taught, "Lets see what you got..." Gabrial sneered. |
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