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haha i have no talent really.
I just play But I'm debating on just "faking" it... seeing as it's only 30 minutes... and I really don't want to play... or play for 15 and fake the other 15. >> That way I don't feel so guilty. |
XD; Well...I really don't know what to suggest, don't want to get you in trouble or anything. <<;
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xD i still haven't practiced yet...
I might just "fake" it. >> i really don't want to practice. I'll just say I did it when my parents were out. *shrugs* And then it's my own karma if I tested on the piece. >> |
XD; Well, good luck with all that, though I'm a bit late...>.<;;;
*kicks Kurt in the side* Help me think up your description, ya GOOF! |
Awww I read you're first drabble, and now I wanna know what "errands" he ran T.T. I hope you intend to continue the story through another drabble? Anyways, you have a good solid writing style so keep up the good work.
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Thank you so much for the compliments, Meko. :) |
Drabble List Number 69: Annoyance
Incident Described: A continuation of Drabble 40; still Krysta's 17th birthday, but what errands did Jeremy run? ((Meko Lara raised an interesting question and said she hoped I would write this. XD Can't argue with the "T.T" face, eh?)) Krysta pulled away from Jeremy's arms, determined to ignore his startled blink. "What kind of, uh, 'errands' were you doing?" she asked casually, staring intently at her menu. Jeremy tilted his head slightly, then shrugged a little and started eating his float. "Just some stuff Andre and Doc asked me to do," he returned casually around bites and swallows. When Krysta glanced at him suspiciously, he unsuccessfully tried to hide a grin and shrugged again. "That's all I can say, just little errands. 'Pick this up, get that while you're in town.' No biggies." After making a small, unbelieving sound, Krysta turned away to order a sundae with all the fixings. "You're paying for this, right, Jock?" she asked with a smirk and sideways glance. "After all, it's my birthday, right?" Jeremy snorted softly. "Yeah, yeah, I'm paying, but only if you promise to come with me after we finish." When his companion shot him a quick glance, he grinned at her and added, "No questions asked." Krysta crossed her arms and scowled at him, but she agreed. After the pair finished their treats, punctuated by comments and little jokes, Jeremy stood and offered his hand to Krysta. She raised a brow at him, but he just stood there, hand outstretched and his quirky little grin in place. "You promised, Kryssy," he reminded her. She huffed slightly and reluctantly took his hand, and her grinning friend practically dragged her out of the ice cream shop. Stumbling along, Krysta asked breathlessly, "Just tell me something about where we're going?" Jeremy snickered quietly and shook his head. "Sorry, it'll have to be a, um, surprise." Krysta glared suspiciously at him, but he didn't notice as he pulled her along sidewalk after sidewalk. Jeremy Blair's little 'surprises' rarely ended well, at least where Krysta was concerned. He'd better not be planning a party or something, she grumbled silently, glaring at the back of his head. As though he felt her gaze, Jeremy glanced back at her and grinned, furthering Krysta's annoyance, but she didn't dare say anything. A promise was a promise, after all, and she'd promised not to ask where he was taking her. It was still annoying not to know. ((Shall be continued later, in another drabble; I have to go. DX )) |
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just a tad xD What kind of description? ^^ |
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Just a basic description of him and his personality, like with the others'...thing is, he's the one I've spent the least amount of time on developing. >>;;; |
Yay^^ You made meko happy. She'll definately keep checking the thread to read you're Drabbles^^.
I'm really starting to like the pair of them together^^ |
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Would you like a detailed list of things that should should keep track about a character? |
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Seito: Yes, PLEASE. >> << I've seen detailed bio things to fill out, but I don't need anything quite so detailed...not right now, at least. I'm still filling out Damon Jackyz's from the "IDPG" series. @[email protected]; |
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Try this one first. xD http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/farp/t...rissychar.html |
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Seito: O___O; Oh shnap...that's so long and detailed...can I just fill in the main, main, core stuff? Like, appearance, basic attitude...stuff? ^^;;;
Meko: XDD;;; Maybe it IS a good thing I'm involved with imagining my characters...or not...I can't tell anymore. XD; |
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xD Has all the details but just not as complicated. xD |
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Nickname: Title/Alias: Race: Age: Height: Weight: Birthday: Eye Color: Hair Color: Length: Key Traits: Likes: Dislikes: Hobbies: Allergies: Fears: Skills/Talents: Terrible at: Favorite Food: Least Favorite Food: Favorite Bird: Favorite Flower: Favorite Color: Other Favorites: Other Least Favorites: Family: Grandparents: Parents: Siblings: Uncles/Aunties/Cousins: Adopted: History: Love Interest: Reason why (fell in love): Weapons: Teacher: Dojo: Magic: Level of Magic: Martial Arts: Style: Studying Since: Rank: Military: Magic: Organization: Other: *shrugs* A little less complicated? xD |
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*bows back*
xD Less detailed-y but still have all the good stuff needed~ xD |
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Drabble List Number 12: Insanity
Incident Described: A more obscure character's reflections ((Heh, didn't add Dagger to the list...>>; But meh, here he is, in all his dark glory.)) One drop. Two drop. Three drop. Four. Silver eyes watched the silent tears drip, quietly splattering as they hit the floor. Five drop. Six drop. Seven drop. More. Remember her tears? He eyed the water drops, their rythym keeping time with the quiet voice. Remember how she'd cry? "When you touch the sky..." he sang quietly, softly, enchanted by the quiet drips. "Whatever you fear, dear, I'll always be here..." She isn't here, Dean...she'll never be back... He covered his ears, still singing quietly. "I was there when you sighed...cried...never thought you'd fly..." She doesn't love you...she never did... "Shut up!" he screamed, jumping back up into a sitting position. "She loves me! She loves me! She always loved me! She told me so!" She was young...so were you... "She loves me!" The thin figure leapt to his feet, hands still over his ears, and paced. Back and forth. Back and forth. Forward and backward. Step to the left, twirl, hold her close, keep that back straight, boy. His face glistening with nervous sweat, he danced. She smiled up at him, her chocolate hair gleaming in the soft light. He didn't know if he ever smiled back, he was so focused on not stepping on her pretty little feet. "Back straight, boy!" his master barked, and his back straightened. Her eyes widened slightly, but she always kept that smile in place. He just wished he could bring the light back to her eyes. After his master and hers allowed them to stop dancing, he pulled her out the back door. She gasped that they would be punished, but he reassured her that he'd asken permission before the practice began. She went quietly. He brought her to his secret place, the place he kept hidden from anyone else. Not even that stupid Charles knew...he smirked at the thought, and, carefully escorting her with her eyes closed, brought her to the hill. "Open your eyes," he whispered in her ear. She shivered slightly and obeyed, then gasped at the view. Aurora lights twinkled in her wide, green eyes as she turned to stare at him. "It's...it's..." She tried to find a word for it, but he knew what she was trying to say. Gently cupping her cheek with his hand, he whispered what she thought of the lights...and what he thought of her. "Beautiful..." Her eyes twinkled brighter, her smile finally reaching them again as she spoke. "I love you, Dean..." Dean. Silver eyes blinked as he slowly returned to the present. Dean...she's gone... The thin form slowly sank back to the ground; he curled into a little ball and watched the water drip, seeing her eyes twinkle in each drop. One drop. Two drop. Three drop. Four. |
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