Online Role Playing

[FlyingJesus]

lol this is why it will never happen here

[Smits]

Oh right cool
I think certain members of this forum are not mature enough for one here though.

[Zuar]

lol this is why it will never happen here

lol, it freaks me out :rolleyes:

[Niall!]

Oh right cool
I think certain members of this forum are not mature enough for one here though.

Wow it's amazing some people can't take a joke.

[amalL]

Oh. . my. . . @ previous posts.
Yeah. That kinda thing makes me. . violent.
This is my style. And while it seems like, I sincerely tried to find one of my shorter posts:

Grass, dirt, peppermint, cinnamon, dark chocolate, ginger. There was a pause and then the shatter of glass - Severus snapped his head up. Behind the bars and even in the dim light, he could see the flushed color on Lupin’s face. He knew immediately, as the man began to writher, that it wasn’t due to the potion: Now was the time of the transformation.
Severus brushed his fingers over the quill and it stirred to life on its own, writing feverishly the notes and observations running through its master’s head. Hands free, the potion maker pulled from his desk a long, blank scroll of parchment and laid it out, unraveled, on the desk. Before devoting his time to the transformation, Severus’ eyes flickered to Albus. Albus was now sitting with a book in his lap, writing slowly in it, but watching Lupin with a grimaced expression.
Turning back to the lashing episode, his own expression changed. His lips thinned in a straight, aloof manner, but his eyes were wide and brows were lifted in awe. He had seen Lupin transform once before, only a year ago, but he had been stirring to consciousness and in rather a compromising position at the time. Now, he watched with no fear: his sole emotion was excitement. The change before him was a phenomenal event that only a handful of people experienced. For one, there was such prejudice and fear towards werewolves that many witches and wizards held no or hateful interest in them. And those werewolves that were accepted weren’t too keen on the idea of being watched and studied, poked and prodded.
“My god. . .” Lupin croaked. That was the last thing that he said, apart from groans of pain and throaty, feral growls. At first there was no visible sign of transformation, but then muscles began to move here and there and the robe on the man’s back began to wiggle - bones were shifting from side to side, up and out. The hair on his head was growing thicker, darker, and slowly spreading out around his body.
“Easy now, Remus,” Albus said, soothingly. “Relax. You know it will go easier. Relax.”

[FlyingJesus]

Babe that's a story, not RP. In RP you can't choose what other people are doing, and you act in 1st person as someone.

[amalL]

Babe that's a story, not RP. In RP you can't choose what other people are doing, and you act in 1st person as someone.

Oh, no, I know. Understand, though, that we played Albus between us. Secondly, the "My god. . . " was already said by the Lupin in his (her. . ) previous post. I was just merely repeating it from Snape's point of view.

[Tristan]

I RP for wrestling init, lol.
efed.
wel gd.
u rp nd win matches wich r ritten init nd u can win belts nd stuf.

[Niall!]

I RP for wrestling init, lol.
efed.
wel gd.
u rp nd win matches wich r ritten init nd u can win belts nd stuf.

*bodislam*

[FlyingJesus]

*bodislam*

*strut in to britney - hot as ice*

YOU LEAVE MY BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIII ALONE :@

*uppercut*