Introducing...

[Curulan]

Zuka's right. What we like to focus on is the quality of the story, not the word count. The "detail" you mention is just a good way to do that. Much of the setting we work with has been developing over the past few years, and we want people to be able to see it in their mind's eye. Since you're new, don't worry about that. Just worry about telling us what you're doing.

As far as people not liking what you write, I know exactly what you mean. I'm the same way, but the people around here seem to like what I do.

[TBeck]

It wont be people not liking your work, we may give you some pointers and help you to progress your writing, but in the end, RPing is a form of art, and the best way to get better is practice.

[Ominous]

Zuka, it's not that we don't like what you write, it's that we only have so long to appreciate it before we die of old age.

[GHNeko]

Well, alright. <_>

I guess I will just have to try first to see what I get.

oh boy. Last time I submit to peer pressure. X3

[James]

Peer pressure? Isn't that where someone sticks you in the middle of a giant c-clamp and squishes you?


On a slightly more serious note (HA) I agree with what's been said- quality is indeed better than quantity. What I find is that more often than not I have to seriously sacrifice quanitity in order to get through what I mean without restating what I've already said. This mostly happens during dialogue sequences for me, but sometimes a quick movement is truly better described as "a quick movement" simply because of how quick it might be.

Whee. Now, let's do the Safety Dance.

"You can dance if you want to..."

[Guest]

Welcome to Titans Dont be scared its just.... rp HHAHAHAHAHAHA yup welcome youll fit right in well every one does so welcomes welcomes
da pab defender of the sewer

[Courtesan Lemac]

:Lemac enters the tavern and looks about, she wearing her famous :tshirt:, and dragging the not so famous :soapbox:. When she get to the center of the tavern she stops dragging the :soapbox: and clamors on top of of it., she calmly rest her right hand on the top of her pregnant stomac.

Merry Meet and Welcome, to the halls of Titan. Be warned, there are a few rules.

1. All drinks go onto Omi's tab.
2. All Food orders also gotp Omi's tab.
3. All Chocolate within the hall of this place and surrounding city are MINE!!!!
4. All trade goods and other items for sale must be inspected by the very Lovely and trustworthy Ebon Ashe, or one of her associates. There will be a charge for this service, and a tax imposed on the goods, payable to Ebon Ashe.
5. All Weapons and Armor will be inspected by the clan guard, to insure quality and construction are up to Titan standards. If they are found not to be up to standard. Replacements will be provided and payment to Ebon Ashe required.
6. To reinforce rule #3 ALL CHOCOLATE IS MINE. The palace and city gurard have standing orders to conficate all Chocolate and bring it to me. Should I find that they have failed me in this order, Ebon Ashe has all rights to test any new poisons, on both the guard and person found with the chocolate, found during her inforcement of rule #4.

:Lemac smiles as she steps down from her :soapbox: the anoucement complete, complete with the small text items. She contently drags herself and her :soapbox: off the stage.:

OCC: Seriously most of us are just here to have fun and enjoy the company. alot of time any RP's found here in the Tavern reinforce that Fun that some of us are trying to have. But we do have a few serious RP's here. But most of the RP's take place over in the Place Ranting's. Enjoy your time here. Just don't mine me locking the door... we woudn't want you to run off just yet....

IC:
:Lemac realized that once again the door to the tavern was unlocked. She stops and looks the guard guarding the door. She stomps her foot down to get his attation, right on top of his foot.:

You have and extra order, anyone can enter the tavern. But any new faces can not leave untill either myself or a respected member of this clan such a Master Zuka say so. GOT IT!

:To reforce her point Lemac ground the heal of her boot ever so gently into the top of his. With a smile she contiuned off stage.:

[Ominous]

Wait a minute...drinks are on MY tab now? Aw, gee.

[Curulan]

Well, BroP quit. Someone who is not me has to pay for our drinks!

[zipcat]

Haha.. that's all fine and good, but..



I -need- chocolate Lemac. *begs*

[Joe]

Who's Leman?

*slyly reaches into his pocket and pulls out some chocolate. If anyone were looking at his face they would know he was hiding something though,especially because of the chocolate smear on his face.*

[James]

*randomly pokes Joe in the head*

That was rather obvious.

[Courtesan Lemac]

:Lemac entered back into the tavern and looked to Joe, then back to Curulan.:

"Curu, why did you circumvent my orders to the guards, I know that they are yours to command and all. But I only gave them one simple order was all. Is it to much to ask that you allow them to carry out my little order. Please for the sake of the clan, order them to follow my order."

:Lemac did her best to look innocent, and incapable of causing any harm.:

[Agustus]

lol
well its obviously falls unto you to become Brop's replacement for all the costs......

*looks at the bartender who is transfering all of Brops tab to Omin's*

well.... guess you are stuck here forever.....

[Ominous]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOkay, then.