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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 5:28 am Post subject: Training for TROT |
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((This is a private training thread, if your name isn't TROT or 3kul get lost ))
A cloaked figure slunk through the shadows of the Wilds, moving swiftly towards the Training Dojo. After less than a minute of searching, the mysterious character quickly found a window that had been left slightly open, and feeling glad that he had possessed the insight to pay off one of the cleaning staff to make this mistake, slipped through the rather small gap with relative ease. This particular person despised going through the regular protocol and all that time-wasting boring stuff, so he wasn't exactly a stranger to trespassing like this.
Quickly taking in these new surroundings, the cloaked stranger took great care to ensure that no undesired guests could enter the room, locking the interior door and sealing off any vents. Strangely enough though, he purposely left the window open. Slipping a rather foolish looking bug-eyed green mask over his head, the intruder sat cross-legged on the floor. He appeared to be staring at the window, as if he expected someone to be coming in after him, his constant vigilance only occassionally being interrupted as he took a long swig from a large bottle of something unlabelled and reeking of alcohol.
((TROT, this character is going to exist simply for the purpose of your training thread - he is an entirely new character and is not any of my current characters. His design is going to accomodate whichever character you decide to bring in here, so for now he remains the 'mysterious stranger'. Once you've chosen the character you wish to train with, I'll be able to reveal more information about him.
Before we get set into the serious stuff, I'm going to let you get a bit of a warm up. All you have to do is make a post about how your character (whoever it is) noticed the intruder sneaking about and decided to follow them, obviously finishing with your character confronting mine (otherwise we'll get nowhere). I'd say the minimum for your post is at least one paragraph. I'd prefer two (similar size to the post I just made), but since this is only a warm-up I'll go easy on you. If you run out of things to say, you aren't thinking hard enough - try to immerse yourself, get descriptive and use all of your character's senses.)) _________________ If I'm not here, I'm probably over at...
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*Strolling in the Wilds, Trace went off to dust off his weapons by training. Natu told him that if he doesn't start using his old weapons, Trace forget how to use them.* Why does Natu remind me to do that, I was working on the cure for the common cold. Or was it a way to make ice mints? Never mind. *Sitting down, like most of the time, he grew bored faster than a spoiled brat. Seeing a glimpse of someone in a cloak (or do you mean invisible?), he chased after him.*
"Stop, in name of the paw!" *Skidding to a halt, Trace stares at his hands. Grabbing his left foot, staring at it. Pulling his right food, Trace falls to the ground due to gravity.* "Gravity, why!" *Hoisting himself, Trace continues to fallow the mysterious character. Watching him go through the window, Trace did the same, but hitting face first on the ground.*
"It seems I need training after all, what is your name Mr. bug like man?"
((How is this?)) _________________
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((Not bad I suppose, but this isn't the monkey belt you're aiming for so there's no need to be so random (though I did get a laugh out of the 'Gravity, why' line ). Personally I also felt that you used way too many commas, but Word doesn't seem to have a problem with it so that's fine (quick tip - leave word open whenever you plan on making a post, and when you're done typing, copy-paste it across. Word'll then be able to fix up any typos or glaring grammatical errors that you've made so that you can copy-paste it back and post.) I used to do that for most of my posts, and it works pretty well imo.
For each one of your posts I'll be editting it slightly (by re-typing it) so if you see anything that you feel works a bit better you can hopefully intergrate it into future posts. I'm not a huge fan of the whole asterisk-action style, but if that's how you prefer to work then I'll keep your posts like that. I'll also ask that you not edit previous posts, since this is a learning experience previous mistakes do not matter.))
| TROT84 (editted by 3kul) wrote: |
*Strolling through the Wilds, Trace sought to dust off his weapons by getting in a bit of practice at the Training Dojo. Natu had told him that if he didn't start using his old weapons, Trace would forget how to use them (1).* (2) Why does Natu remind me to do that, I was working on the cure for the common cold. Or was it a way to make ice mints? Never mind. *Sitting down, like most of the time, he grew bored faster than a spoiled brat. Catching a glimpse of a suspicious-looking stranger (3) in a cloak (4), he chased after him.*
"Stop, in name of the paw!" *Skidding to a halt, Trace stares at his hands. Grabbing his left foot, he stares at it. After pulling his right food, Trace falls to the ground (5).* "Gravity, why?!" *Hoisting himself back up, Trace continues to follow the mysterious character. Watching him go through the window (6), Trace did the same, but hitting the ground face first after entering.*
"It seems I need training after all, what is your name Mr. bug-like man?"
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(1) 'Trace would forget how to use them' - the potential, not the definate. I'm assuming that Trace has not actually forgotten how to use his weapons.
(2) established why you are in the area, good job
(3) 'someone' doesn't seem like a good enough reason to chase me, as it's hardly odd to see someone in a cloak around Blackstar.
(4) I'd personally assume that my statement just meant a cloak, but I can see why you might've been confused - well done for asking
(5) 'due to gravity' is kind of a given, there's no need to explain what nearly everyone will understand, and sometimes a joke is funnier if you don't go out of your way to explain it.
(6) Personally I would've at least commented on how my character is breaking into the Training Dojo like some kind of criminal, to further justify Trace's following him. |
((All in all it was an ok post, I didn't need to edit that much, which I suppose is good, but I was hoping that you'd be acting a little more serious. You assume that my character is friendly, which I haven't yet said, and so you felt fairly safe with a post where Trace goofed up on occassion. However, in doing so you not only alerted my character to the fact that you were following him (a safe move since I had already entered the building, yet foolish), but you're now virtually defenseless and standing before him.
Fortunately (and rather obviously) this character is not your enemy, but try to treat this as a real RP rather than simple training and you'll benefit a bit more from it.))
The cloaked stranger raised an eyebrow at the clumsy intruder as he took another swig from his bottle, keeping it held in his hand as he staggered to his feet. 'Damn, I've got myself a clumsy *happy spices* here...' he thought to himself, wondering where to begin. Pointing his finger squarly at Trace's forehead, he began to talk... Loudly.
"TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!"
He pondered for a moment, having thought that yelling his new pupil's name might have given him a bit of an idea as to what to say next but finding that it had not he now didn't know what to say. "Damn you look thirsty. Drink up thirsty-boy." He thrust the bottle he'd been drinking from into Trace's hands, then pulled out a filthy looking notebook and began flipping the pages. "Mrmrmr... Enter Training Dojo... Wait for pupil... Name is Trace... Oh, hey, it's got your picture in it..." Trace's tutor of questionable skill now turned away from him, seemingly fascinated by what was in this book.
"What's the frig is a Norlian? No, don't answer, that wasn't a question, drink up already, that's good hooch... Sword of Evil's Bane, dramatic name... Huh, that thing seems pretty useless... Wow, I thought that was illegal..." As suddenly as he'd opened the book he now snapped it shut, slipping it back into one of the interior pockets of his cloak. "Ok, now I know what to say." He muttered to himself, turning around and resuming his previous stance, pointing his finger at Trace's forehead once more.
"TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!"
"You do not know me, but I now know everything about you! I've been sent from millions of trillions of miles away from some place I think I once lived in to come and aid you in something or other, but instead I've decided to train you! Accept it or I'll strike you down where you stand!"
DO-DON
An even louder drumming sound followed the weird master's loud words, and two wooden clubs appeared in his hands. Both clubs had a burning symbol of a Mantis carved into them, though the symbol slowly smoldered away to leave the clubs plain and bare. ((Both clubs look like this (if this image file disappears I'll replace it).))
((OMG NO COMBAT YET, WHAT IS 3KUL ON?!?! Now that that's over and done with I'll explain to you what you're supposed to do. After reading through my post, you'll notice that you have several things to respond to.
The first is the drink that my character's offered you - nobody knows what this is yet, and I'm now giving you the freedom to decide for yourself (keeping in mind that it's got a hell of a lot of alcohol in it, whatever it is). Whatever you do with it (drink it, smell it, pour it on the floor when the master's not looking), try and describe as much about it as possible to give the reader the best idea possible.
Then you've got my character acting really weird - what's Trace think about all this? Having his name screamed at him not once but twice will no doubt give him some interesting impressions of this total stranger (who is still unnamed).
Finally, my character's ultimatum - accept his training or get beaten to a pulp. Obviously you are supposed to accept, but how you do so is also important - what does Trace think of being threatened? Why does my character have a book that tells him everything about Trace? What's with the drum sounds and the mantis symbol? And notice how he never answered your question? All things that you can post your own thoughts on or ask my character about.
Smaller details that may normally be worth noting but aren't in your current situation are your surroundings (in this case, an empty room), possible escape route if my character does decide to flip out and attack you (the open window), your current status (totally healthy, somewhat tired from chasing my character through the Wilds, etc).)) _________________ If I'm not here, I'm probably over at...
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*Trace covered his ears as the cloaked stranger yelled. Yet Trace received the unknown bottled drink from him calmly. Staring at it, Trace guzzles it down while the cloaked stranger kept on talking until he shouted again. Looking up to him and his new clubs, Trace thought quickly.* Well if I don't accept, he will club me. If I do, he may still...
"I Accept Mr. Cloaked stranger. But where did you get that book about me?" *Pulling out his blade, Trace holds his weapons in front of himself. Keeping balance, he waited for the cloaked stranger response to his action.*
"Is it combat, or some other training?" _________________
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((That post doesn't feel very complete Trot - you've got down the skeleton of it all, but there needs to be a bit more meat to it. I mean, I can definately read it, but it doesn't exactly draw me in, and I think that you can do better than that. You really didn't go that much into anything (which is one of your greatest weak points if you ask me). For example, you guzzled the drink down. That's good to know, but why not tell us more? Tell us what it tasted like, whether or not it was any good, stuff like that - even if you haven't a clue about these things, just make something up, it's more interesting than nothing.
Additionally, you don't need to keep referring to your character by name all the time. Certainly, in long and complicated posts it makes things easier, but in a post like yours it doesn't look so good. It's no good just to say 'he' all the time either though, so try to find a bit of balance.
Similarily, you also kept referring to my character as 'the cloaked stranger'. Again, whilst this is true, it's really quite boring to keep reading over and over again. Try to think of different ways to describe him, if you get stuck, try using thesaurus.com as well as dictionary.com to help you out.
So in light of all that, I've made several edits to your post.
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*Trace covered his ears as the cloaked stranger yelled, accepting the unknown bottled drink from him as calmly as he could given the circumstanes. Staring at it for a few moments, he shrugged and took a big sip of the mystery drink. It tasted like gasoline mixed with hot fish and chips, but since he was thirsty and it wasn't the worst thing he'd ever drank Trace continued to guzzle it down whilst the odd intruder kept on talking until he shouted Trace's name once again. Looking up to him and his new rather brutal-looking clubs, Trace quickly thought about his choices in a situation like this.*
Well if I don't accept, he will club me. If I do, he may still... Making up his mind, Trace responded. "I accept, Mr. cloaked stranger. But where did you get that book about me?"
*Pulling out his blade, Trace holds his weapons in front of himself. Keeping balance, he waited for his supposed 'teacher' to react.*
"Is this going to be combat, or some other training?" |
See, I only added a couple of lines and spaced things out a bit more and already your post looks a lot longer. Describing the drink could be used as an opportunity to make a joke if you're into them (or to just gross people out ), or just a simple way to try and draw readers into your posts. It just makes it all seem a little more real.))
"Combat?" Trace's new teacher sniggered as he snatched his bottle back off the Norlian. "Put your weapons down Tracey-boy, you wouldn't stand a chance against me."
DO-DON
The drum sound resonated again as two large drums appeared next to the man, the man hurling his cloak and mask to one side as he picked both of them up. His slacks put parachute pants to shame, making them look skintight in comparison to the ultra-baggy ones that he was wearing, but aside from those and a bandana that was pretty much all he was wearing. The small shades that he was wearing seemed to be more of a fashion statement than anything practical, as his eyes were much bigger than him. The man himself appeared to be quite reptilian, bearing great resemblance to something like a troll or a goblin.
"Against the almighty drummaster DododoDONdo nobody does! I've yet to meet the punk who can stand up against my most righteous drums." Having attached his drums to his sides, he twirled his clubs to show that they were not in fact for bludgeoning people in the head as one would assume, but to be used as his own drumsticks. "As for that crummy little book, the guy who hired me to do whatever gave it to me, though I'm not supposed to tell you who that is." He contemplated asking for a bribe, then decided against it, considering that he was indebtted to that guy.
"Siddown an' stifle yourself Tracks, I'm tryin' to teach you something important here." DododoDONdo slurred to his pupil as he took another swig from his drink. "Now, you're a fighter, a real grambler, yeah? I can dig that, but you can't be just jumpin' up in everybody's face for no apparent reason. The most important thing for any grambler is to have a cause, to be fightin' for something, you follow? Yeah, you follow, or at least you'd better be." He broke off into a fit of laughter at this last remark, easily amused by his own threats. "Anyways, as for me, ol' Dondo, it's just me and my drums, man. These drums, they're like my brothers, we're real close."
He suddenly became very angry as he moved up real close to Trace, shouting a passionate warning. "You insult my drums, you insult my family, you got that?" Noticing the blank expression on his pupil's face, he sat back down. "Yeah, you get it, that's good man. You're a grambler like me, not some flurmo... Anyways Ace, I fight for me, I fight for my drums and I fight for our pride, that's it. I'm not some charity case or anything like that, and I don't need to kill some guy just to get me some food. Some tenpas say that's selfish but hey, that's just how I roll."
Picking up his bottle, he finished off the last of it before getting to what he'd been curious about. "Now you gotta tell me Tace, what do you fight for?"
((Lengthy as my post was there's not that much for you to respond to here, but it's an important reminder for you to read everything in people's posts, as you can pick up various important things in here. For one thing, my character obviously really likes his drums, so if you ever wanted to get him really angry, you know what you could do. This information might not be useful to you right now, but it could be useful at a later time, so it's worth noticing. There's a few other tidbits of information worth noting,
My character has revealed himself as DododoDONdo the drummaster (or Dondo for short), who looks a lot like a troll or a goblin and wears baggy pants, a bandana and a pair of shades. His two drums have appeared by his side, and he's shown Trace that his clubs are actually large drumsticks. You could probably give a few of Trace's impressions of him and everything that he's saying (you could say that he's overly emotional, constantly getting Trace's name wrong, keeps using weird slang, is quite possibly a raving drunk, etc), though most of that would be Trace's inner thoughts.
But I've asked a pretty important question to finish up here, you've got to establish what exactly Trace fights for. To put it simpler, what has to happen for you to decide to put Trace into a thread and fight. You can't just say 'because I feel like it' because that makes no sense, every character has a reason to fight, and it more often than not dictates how they'll do things.
For example, to go over my characters, Little Sister fights for herself, and to get stronger. She's not into friendship and comeradery, so she doesn't fight for those things and won't put herself in any danger unless she sees a direct benefit to herself. HollowEyes is loyal to the Evil Council, and fights for the Council as well as for Little Sister. Were he to have friends outside of the Council, he'd probably fight for them as well, as that's just the kind of person he is - HollowEyes is pretty much the opposite to Little Sister, he doesn't fight for his own personal gain all that often.
Hopefully this is all helping you, keep in mind that if you get stuck with something or feel confused about anything that I've said you can always give me a PM or something.)) _________________ If I'm not here, I'm probably over at...
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