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Post by Tic-Tac on Dec 18, 2007 3:45:16 GMT -5
Colin n' Quinn is an intricate story driven RP based on Colin n' Quinn and anyone who so chooses to accept to play. The rules of this RP are as follows:
1: No power plays. You CANNOT choose how someone reacts to your pose. Do NOT pose that you do something in interaction with someone else without letting that person react. Example
WRONG: Johnny reached out and grabbed the briefcase from Bill, punching him in the face as he did so, knocking Bill to the ground.
RIGHT: Johnny reached out to swipe the brief case from Bill, throwing a punch towards the other man's face in the process.
If you CANNOT tell the difference between the above two poses, then DO. NOT. PLAY
2: Write a few sentences. I know not everyone is a writer but give it your best shot. No poses that are simply :Patch Growls. "Oh no." Said Patch. No. Have your character DO something. Either be it cowering in the corner, or racing around like an idiot during a panic, but have them doing, SOMETHING.
3: Nothing to over the top. No robots, please, no vengeful, killer ex-cons. Really, a puppy can't be an ex-con. You can't have a puppy who rides a motorcycle. No anthropomorphic...I will let a LOT slide, but don't go over board.
4: No twinks or rhino hides. Hey, take a punch, the point of an RP is NOT to dodge everything thrown at you. That's just lame. If someone pounces you, take some damage. No invincible characters, please.
5: It's an RP. It is not real. If something happens to a character you like, or you, do not flip out. I repeat, do NOT flip out. It isn't real. You are ok. Things are fine.
You get that? Got it? Good. Lets get rollin yo!
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Post by Tic-Tac on Dec 18, 2007 3:50:11 GMT -5
Colin glanced around quietly, panting as his brother crept up behind him. The two dalmatians were leaning quietly against the outer wall of the barn, high above them, the moon glittered high in the sky, casting a few beams of gentle luminescence across the barn. "Ay....think we lost 'em...." Quinn whispered softly, but Colin wasn't paying attention. He was staring into the barn, mouth wide open. "...Dogs..." he whispered quietly, pointing into the yawning maw of the barn. And indeed. Nearly 101 puppies were sleeping quietly in front of them. Cute, quiet and dreaming peacefully. "...Lets....be quiet then..." Quinn whispered in his thick Irish accent. Colin gave his head a sheepish nod, and the two quietly began to creep inside. "Here's the deal. We get in, find a coupla pints, then git out..." Colin whispered. Quinn gave a wince, and shook his head as he stepped over a sleeping puppy. "I say we just get outta here..." "Can't get outta here...I'm starved..." Colin whimpered quietly. Quinn, sadly, had to agree. The two of them had been traveling for some number of days- they needed food and rest before continuing on...and this was just the place to find it- they just hoped they wouldn't wake anyone up...
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Post by Drake on Dec 18, 2007 3:54:59 GMT -5
Kasey was one that wasn't to sleep at the moment, she just wasn't that tired at the moment and instead was wondering outside, not knowing that the two new pups were around at the moment. She did seem to mutter a bit to herself "I just hope that Luna is alright...." she continued to mutter regardless.
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Post by Tic-Tac on Dec 18, 2007 4:33:17 GMT -5
Colin froze, ears perking at the sound of whispers wafting across the quiet summer sky. "Quinn, do you hear-" "SHhhhhh" Quinn hissed, also frozen, the pup stepping midway across another, ears also perked. "It's comin from outside it tis..." "Ya think someone's still awake?" "Got to be...." "What we do?" "Well what can we do...we need to find a place to hide! "Where are we gonna find a place to hide in a barn!" "It's a barn, Quinn, there are plenty of places to hide!" "Would you keep yer voice down! You're gonna wake up the whole barn...lets git outta here!"
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Post by Kit on Dec 18, 2007 9:47:24 GMT -5
"Hello! new here?"
a mild voice suddenly harmonized inbetween the meddeling voices of the irish.
A svelte pup had approached in the dark. His bright eyes shone in the moonlight. Accompanied by his almost all-over white fur he was suddenly very visible to the two.
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Post by Drake on Dec 18, 2007 12:37:49 GMT -5
Kasey's ears perked up at the sound of the two voices and decided to go and investigate "It better not be some bloody drunks or anything like that" she muttered, heading towards the barn.
She stood at the entrance and had a quick glance around "Hmm, so far....nothing out of the ordinary...." she continued to mutter to herself.
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Post by Tic-Tac on Dec 18, 2007 14:55:38 GMT -5
"Hello! new here?" a mild voice suddenly harmonized inbetween the meddeling voices of the irish. A svelte pup had approached in the dark. His bright eyes shone in the moonlight. Accompanied by his almost all-over white fur he was suddenly very visible to the two. The two pups looked at each other sheepishly, and Colin quickly began to back pedal, almost bumping into Quinn who stared nervously at the voice and the approaching puppy. "Uhhhh....We...was uh...ahem..." "Yeah, w, we was just..." "We were just looking...for...um..." "RUN!" Quinn squealed, and the two of them went racing wildly from the barn...And as Quinn stormed out, Colin raced ahead- and sadly, his path was Kasey- they were on a collision course!
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Post by Kit on Dec 18, 2007 15:39:21 GMT -5
"Hey! what's the hurry?" Kit called out. "What was that about?" he thought.
The two strangers had ran around the corner at fast speed and was now out of sight. Kit decided to follow them. They weren't the only ones who could run fast.
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Post by Aria on Dec 18, 2007 18:34:49 GMT -5
Aria gave a grunt atop her haystack. Tac's shed, where she would usually curl up to sleep in, was filled with the agonizing stench of chemicals, and the sound of tapping keys. Normally she could ignore his midnight typing, but one discomfort- the smell, agonized the other. So, she was rolling around atop her rather tall pile of hay, trying to find a comfortable spot. She had made a nest of sorts; only after burrowing into the pile just a tad so that the wind couldn't reach her within. Ugh, hanging out with that psychotic little genius had screwed up her sleeping schedule, and she was going to be sooooo cranky in the morning...
...well, she was always cranky in the morning.
And the midday.
Evening too.
In anycase, she was cranky THEN, with the sounds of shuffling and talking invading her ears, causing those mismatched eyes to snap open and glitter with the angry fire building within. Paws reaching up, she pulled herself over to the edge of her hay-pile, looking out with a glare at the few pups she saw running about. "If ya don't SHUT UP, I'mma SHUT YOU UP." She practically roared, not worrying about waking the others. They slept through -anything-.
Ears flattened, she curled her lips back to bare her teeth, which caused them to glitter in the moonlight, "I mean it!" And after that warning, she settled her head on her paws, half-lidded eyes waiting to watch them scurry and obey her. They'd better obey her, if they knew what was good for 'em.
[OOC: *snaps fingers* That, is an intro post.]
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Post by Blitz on Dec 18, 2007 22:15:11 GMT -5
Volkner woke up, hearing all the noise. "Some of us are trying to sleep here....." He said, quite annoyed.
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Post by Drake on Dec 18, 2007 22:54:20 GMT -5
Kasey gave a bit of a growl as the two dogs ran right into her "What's the big deal? Do you even look where you're going?" she asked as she stood up, seeming rather annoyed now as she looked at the two Irish pups, waiting for an answer or something at least from them.
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Post by Blitz on Dec 18, 2007 22:57:22 GMT -5
"Well... now I can't go back to sleep..." Volkner said as he stood up and wlaked outside.
He saw Kasey standing in front of the two brothers.
"Who the heck are these two?" he asked.
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Post by Tic-Tac on Dec 19, 2007 0:41:13 GMT -5
Kasey gave a bit of a growl as the two dogs ran right into her "What's the big deal? Do you even look where you're going?" she asked as she stood up, seeming rather annoyed now as she looked at the two Irish pups, waiting for an answer or something at least from them. Colin Yelped, slamming head-on into Kasey, on his way out of the barn. He tumbled into the ground, bounced once, or twice, and squeaked, landing on his rump, eyes rolling around in his head. "N' another pint for 'me friend 'ere..." The poor pup whimpered, before collapsing on the ground. Quinn, on the other paw, ran to the right zigging around to the side of the barn, where he rested, panting heavily, paw holding his chest. "Oh no...they got Colin!" He squeaked.
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Post by Blitz on Dec 19, 2007 0:56:17 GMT -5
Volkner aproached the felled pup lying in front of Casey. "Wanna explain youself?... you're cornered... not like you have muhc choice, right? You can make this as easy or as hard as you want..." Volkner said.
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Post by Tic-Tac on Dec 19, 2007 1:10:18 GMT -5
Volkner aproached the felled pup lying in front of Casey. "Wanna explain youself?... you're cornered... not like you have muhc choice, right? You can make this as easy or as hard as you want..." Volkner said. Colin groaned, sitting up, rubbing his head sheepishly, looking around. He blinked, looking up at Volkner and gave a frown. "Eh? I'll be dug outta ya! You want it the hard way, you can go'head n' ram it! Don't think you know who yer messin with Lad! M'name's Colin! I haven't a ting to tell ye! Now ye right be gittin' outta m' face..." He growled quietly...
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