Ok, so I applied to a RP guild on a website. I never got a reply, so I would like to see what you guys think of my application. The requirements were that it had to be in third person and under 2000 characters. Here goes nothing.
Chrissie glanced around the empty room, fear filling her eyes. “Is anybody here?” She asked the darkness. It answered with a gust of wind that whistled through the chain-link fence nearby. She shivered involuntarily as her body and subconscious reacted to the wind. Each passing moment made her more and more anxious. “Anybody?” She asked again.
“Yes?” A mysterious figure answered. His dark outline was all that could be seen by the scared teenage girl. His figure grew in size as he walked towards Chrissie.
Chrissie fell down, taking an involuntary step backwards to place distance between the shady man and her. “Who are you?” Her voice shook with the fear that cursed through her veins.
“Don’t you remember me? Maybe you never noticed me before. I know you. I know about every move you make. Your cute, fearful reactions allure me more than you could ever comprehend in your small, naïve mind.” He stepped closer and swept his hand down Chrissie’s long, brown hair, holding on to the ends as he spoke. “I watch you. I have watched you for what seems like forever. I know where you eat, sleep, read. I know what books you read, what shows you watch, your favorite subject, and your least favorite subject.”
Chrissie scooted backwards, but to no avail. He followed, coming even closer this time. “You don’t like me. Why is this when I love you so much, my little Chrissie?” After a moment of silence, he spoke again. “Shall I show you how much I love you?”
Chrissie trembled again, still trying to escape. His mouth was on hers. The kiss was violent, and hurt as he bit her lip.
Chrissie let out a scream. She jerked herself into a sitting position, still screaming from the horrid nightmare she had just woken herself from. Fear continued to cause her to tremble, and as she attempted to calm herself, she heard a tapping on the window that threw her into a new set of convulsions. “It was just a dream. It was just a dream. ” She chanted aloud as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
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Ok, so I applied to a RPG guild on a website. I never got a reply, so I would like to see what you guys think of my application. The requirements were that it had to be in third person and under 2000 characters. Here goes nothing.
Chrissie glanced around the empty room, fear filling her eyes. “Is anybody here?” She asked the darkness. It answered with a gust of wind that whistled through the chain-link fence nearby. She shivered involuntarily as her body and subconscious reacted to the wind. Each passing moment made her more and more anxious. “Anybody?” She asked again.
“Yes?” A mysterious figure answered. His dark outline was all that could be seen by the scared teenage girl. His figure grew in size as he walked towards Chrissie.
Chrissie fell down, taking an involuntary step backwards to place distance between the shady man and her. “Who are you?” Her voice shook with the fear that cursed through her veins.
“Don’t you remember me? Maybe you never noticed me before. I know you. I know about every move you make. Your cute, fearful reactions allure me more than you could ever comprehend in your small, naïve mind.” He stepped closer and swept his hand down Chrissie’s long, brown hair, holding on to the ends as he spoke. “I watch you. I have watched you for what seems like forever. I know where you eat, sleep, read. I know what books you read, what shows you watch, your favorite subject, and your least favorite subject.”
Chrissie scooted backwards, but to no avail. He followed, coming even closer this time. “You don’t like me. Why is this when I love you so much, my little Chrissie?” After a moment of silence, he spoke again. “Shall I show you how much I love you?”
Chrissie trembled again, still trying to escape. His mouth was on hers. The kiss was violent, and hurt as he bit her lip.
Chrissie let out a scream. She jerked herself into a sitting position, still screaming from the horrid nightmare she had just woken herself from. Fear continued to cause her to tremble, and as she attempted to calm herself, she heard a tapping on the window that threw her into a new set of convulsions. “It was just a dream. It was just a dream. ” She chanted aloud as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
Silver-Lined Clouds wrote: Well, I wasn’t trying to imply anything, just get the blood pumping and fearful.
tame compared to the stuff I get online, really. Suspense is best placed not in actions but in character psychology: not what’s happening but why, as in Poe and such.
Change “cute” to “hypnotic.” bad guys just don’t use the “cute” word. It might help to focus more on the girls feelings… you might even prefer to change it to first person.
Think about it…
“I glanced around the room, my breath coming fast. Was there something there?”
PS. Okay, this is a stupid question, but how do you cut what someone else has said and then comment on it, so that you don’t have to re-write the line before commenting?
Okay! Here’s a new idea! What if you told it from the perspective of the bad guy?
” He gazed at her from the shadows, her hypnotically bueatiful body shaking in fear. A slight breeze stirred the night air, causing her to shiver. Yes…perhaps now was the time to reveal himself…”
readalot wrote: Okay! Here’s a new idea! What if you told it from the perspective of the bad guy?” He gazed at her from the shadows, her hypnotically bueatiful body shaking in fear. A slight breeze stirred the night air, causing her to shiver. Yes…perhaps now was the time to reveal himself…”or something.
readalot wrote: Okay! Here’s a new idea! What if you told it from the perspective of the bad guy?” He gazed at her from the shadows, her hypnotically bueatiful body shaking in fear. A slight breeze stirred the night air, causing her to shiver. Yes…perhaps now was the time to reveal himself…”or something.
That sounds good, but I really don’t know how I would write that. I am better at writing about things I know. I would know how I would react if this happened to me, it would be very similar to the Chrissie in the story. I don’t know what a guy like that would be thinking during that situation…
R.A.M wrote: Thing is as nOtcar00 said add more depth to the characters…and a little more atmospher may do…but then word count :P
True, I would have loved to add more to the surroundings, but it let me focus on what was happening rather than where it happened. But I also wanted it to seem like a dream- vague and slightly confusing.
Well, like instead of wind use the dank or misty touch of the cold air or stuff like that…
It puts alot more into it, but dont use too many adjectives and superlatives…
Even the character… again more depth like what was racing through her mind… also the feel of the mans hand on her hair…
R.A.M wrote: Well, like instead of wind use the dank or misty touch of the cold air or stuff like that…It puts alot more into it, but dont use too many adjectives and superlatives…Even the character… again more depth like what was racing through her mind… also the feel of the mans hand on her hair…
I like the sound of that. If they don’t accept me, then I’ll work on it and submit it again when they let me. Thanks! ^.^