RP Sample Thread

Name: Vash Zwingli/Switzerland

RP Sample:

It had been a long day, Vash had just finished repairing some of the damage that his house had taken from "accidental" bombings.

He then rested by the windowsill admiring the beautiful countryside. "How long has it been since I have been so peaceful?"

But then he was woken up from his daydream by the sounds of shuffling grass. From his vantage point he could see the Italian, Feliciano, trying to take a shortcut through his territory.

"HALT!" Vash commanded. But alas the Italian seems to be oblivious to any command and kept on going as if on a stroll.

"YOU ARE VIOLATING NEUTRAL SWISS TERRITORY!" He then fired a couple of warning shots to put things in a serious perspective.

The whimpering Italian then went toddling off to the German side of the countryside.

"DON'T EVER COME NEAR HERE AGAIN!" Vash shouted.

The Swiss sighed. It has been quite the challenge to keep his historic neutrality intact in the middle of the Second Great War. He had only managed to fend off the possibility of invasion by playing off both the Allied and Axis Powers, plus vehemently protecting his home from intrusion by others such as the Italian earlier. He even secretly made some weapons for the Axis Powers that surrounded him just to placate the Germans that surrounded his territory.

Those who look back into this might have misgivings about his actions. But alas they have never been there in the grueling balancing act of diplomacy. He must also think about his little sister, Liechtenstein and the safety of his country.

The Swiss sighed again. "When will we ever get peace?"

(Oops, I just realized that I didn't make any comments. Anyways I do hope to have fun RPing. ^3^)

Has no one seen this before?
This is good Vash, I liked it. Welcome to our forum. =u=

Name: Lily Zwingli/ Liechtenstein

RP Sample:

It was a beautiful day... serene sky, chilling winds, shining sunshines. Lily had been up since dawn and was fidgeting in the kitchen. “I want to make Bruder a nice filling breakfast. He has not eaten properly these days. My, all those conferences and works and trainings have worn him out completely…” Laying down toasted sandwiches with grilled chicken topped with some curry mayonaise on the table, she then made her way to her Bruder’s room. “I hope he likes it”. With a slight blush on her cheeks, she knocked and opened his bedroom door.

- Bruder, have you wo…

She suddenly stopped at the sight of Francis being in the room. W-wait a minute, what was Francis doing here, so early in the morning, in her Bruder’s room? So confused, Lily looked up and saw Francis making a move towards her Bruder with a mischievous smile on his lips. Oh gosh, Bruder was still sleeping soundly in his bed, he would be harmed! Lily unconsciously grabbed a gun out of nowhere (it is Vash’s home after all), aimed at Francis and pulled the trigger. The bullet missed him by a hair’s breadth. As white as a sheet, Francis hurriedly escaped out of the room before being shot again.

- Stay away from my Bruder! – Lily shrieked.

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Lily is a very sweet and tender girl, but when it comes to Vash being harmed, she will do anything to stop it. That's my point :D It was much longer when I first wrote it, but I'm afraid it would sound like a fanfic ... so I cut it right there. Hope it's good enough :P

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Argh, how could I make such a mistake >< It is obviously so not Lily to shriek Should have been 'stressed every word with a cold voice'!? Dunno, I'm not so good at choosing vocabs anyway *sheepish grin*

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Ah, no it's fine, I really liked it! XD It was funny! If you make an account, I'll activate it for you! owob

Character Name: Lovino Vargas


RP Sample:

It was late afternoon when Lovino awoke from his daily siesta and he was oddly happy, having slept in peace for a change. He moved swiftly to get up, his thoughts wandering, and walked to his (unfortunately) shared tomato garden. His whole day had been amazing, though not that he would reveal that if asked. Unless of course he ran into his brother, or his brother's idiot ally. Or Spain. Of course, it would only be natural to inform them of their wrong-doing in ruining Lovino's lovely day.

He laughed. He laughed at all the tomatoeshe would eat today and not the others. In fact he found the whole situation so amusing that he nearly choked in realization that when he made it to the garden. They were gone. No red, ripe, juicy flesh to bite into. Not even one.

"Bastards."

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Never tried Romano before but I hope this is okay.

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\;A;/ Ah, a big brother to annoy! Your sample was so very cheeky and Romano; I enjoyed it! Feel free to make an account, and I'll activate it right away!

Character Name: Alfred F Jones
RP sample: Alfred walked down the halls, obviously dissapointed. On his right hand was a test paper (more like his test paper), clearly graded with an 'F'. Yes, Alfred had failed Math again, and he was on his way to the after-class tutoring.

"God, why do I need Math anyway? Isn't it cool enough that I can write 'hello' and 'boobies' inverted on my scientific calculator?" Alfred whined. "And on top of that, I need tutoring now! This sucks."

When he was walking across the field to his next class, he heard the meow of a cat. He turned his head, searching for where the noise came from.

Meow, meow... The meows were getting louder, and he realised that it came from a tree nearby. Alfred walked up to said tree, and looked upwards. Sure enough, a white cat with brown fur around its neck and strangely equal blue eyes (and a weird piece of hair sticking out from the top, much like his) was stuck at the top of the tree.

Alfred, being a boy with a soft spot for animals, felt a twinge of sympathy for the cat. Test paper forgotten, he wasted no time in climbing the tree, trying to get the kitten to get into his arms which was outstretched towards the feline.

"Come on, it's alright..." Alfred mumbled.

Having dealt with animals as a child, he knew just how to coax the kitten so it wouldn't be scared of him. And whatever he was doing, it was obviously working, for the cat jumped into his arms not long after.

Cat in tow, he made his way down the tree, but when he nearly reached the ground he missed a branch and fell rather unceremoniously on the ground. Thankfully, the cat was still safe.

"Be careful next time." He chided the cat lightly. Said cat rubbed its head on Alfred's palms. Alfred just sighed inwardly, he knew the kitten liked him.

"Sorry pal, no animals allowed in dorm- hey, I can take you with me! But be quiet, alright?" Alfred smiled, half-mischeviously. The kitten meowed happily, seemingly agreeing with Alfred.

"Speaking of dorm...oh shit, I have class!!"

Stuffing the kitten into his bag, making sure it has space to breathe, he hurriedly fast-walked (he couldn't run due to the cat) to class. Sure enough, he was twenty minutes late.

"Mr Jones? Care to explain your tardiness- and the debris in your hair and uniform?"

Oh shit, I forgot to clean up! Must be from the fall! Alfred cursed inwardly.

"Um, I was out during hero duties!" Well, that wasn't a lie. "And I tripped and fell into a pile of leaves, nahahaha!" Alfred smiled confidently, albeit the fact that he was slightly nervous due to the 'baggage' in his schoolbag.

The teacher merely clucked her tongue. "Whatever your hero duties are, clean yourself and sit down."

Alfred did as told, and pulled out his books. He then caught sight of the kitten he had put inside, and it was sleeping.

I just hope the little guy would stay asleep until class is over...

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I used an RP sample from another forum. Hope it's okay ^^

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Ah, that's perfectly fine! I liked it! It was cuuuute. >w< You can make an account and I'll activate it for you!

Very cute~ Welcome ^^

Busy, busy. He'd probably never come to understand the busy life that the world around him was living at the moment. Rushing around, trying to get bigger one way or another. Unlike himself, who could just sit here in the sun for the rest of the day if necessary. Taking the minutes as they comes. He didn't even have any gaming plans for today. He felt too lazy, and the sun was too warm and nice. Besides, being in a casino was a serious thing, it was about money, which you had to put attention on or else they'd just disappear in your hands.

...Klack!
Some animal knocked over a flower pot. Tito sat with a start, giving a bit of a jump in surprise. He must've been drifting off. Almost falling asleep. He turned and looked at the broken pottery. He rose with a lazy yawn, stretching. "I better clean that up." He mumbled. Even though this wasn't the pretty side of the city, he liked to keep it somewhat clean if he could. He didn't really care much for when it was done. That slowly floated around in his mind while he still was standing, and staring at the broken flower pot. Scratching his back head. As if he was considering whether he really wanted to move for that right now, which he was. What if a cloud would move to hide the sun while he did this, and then it'd be too late to sit down and enjoy it again. That should be done while it was still out and shinning.

Though it was really tempting just to sit down again, he went and removed the flower pot. The flower was still intact, he better find a new pot for it before it was too late. Which meant; right now. He placed the flower on the ground, hoping it would be safe there. At least until he had found something to contain it in.

It was surprising how empty the area was for flower pots. He gave the big luxury buildings of the main city a stare; he would probably be able to find something there, but it'd cost a lot and it was too far away for his liking right now. Sighing he continued his searching for another hour, and finally found one in pile of stuff. Most of it was either old, or broken in one way or another. Throw outs, he guessed. Deciding that it wouldn't hurt anyone, he stole removed it from the pile and went back to where he had been sitting most of the day. It was not as warm and nice as it had been earlier, but the weather would still do. He quickly found the place where he had left the flower - not wanting to waste too much time. "..." He surely found the flower where he had left it, or almost. Some bird probably, had pecked the flower and it was now completely ... dead.

"I give up" He sighed, and went to clean this new mess. He had not been cleaning for much time when some shinning objects caught his eyes. Curious as he was, he picked them up. His wondering expression, turned to a small smile. "Dinheiro." He said looking at the money in his hands. It was not much, but a nice something to claim. Forgetting everything about the flower and the pot, he rose and started to walk back to where he had been sitting. Safely placing the moeny in his pocket.

He didn't discover the dark cloud that had blinded the sun, until he was sitting down again. A cold wind blew. "Ah, come on..." He stared at where the sun was supposed to be. "Can it get any..."
It started to rain.

"...worse."

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More text than I intended to .A. Hng
I hate to type sample posts, I never know what to write ;w; It's a bit rushed and I didn't have time to read it through *failhurr*

Also, I know no Portuguese, nor Chinese (combined Macanese). Yay for online dictionaries and resources |D

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Wow, you really did go above and beyond the call of duty! But I really liked it (online translators are your friend~) XD He seems like a fun guy~ You can make an account and I'll activate it for you~

Character Name: Zoe Banjora (I hope Australia doesn't mind me using the same surname! It just seems appropriate... >_>; )
RP Sample:

Zoe stared at the canvas before her. It was blank - a pure white field on which she could put anything she wanted to. She always started her art like this - just imagining what could be put down rather than what she had planned to paint. By imagining the possibilities, she opened her mind to the vast expanse of subtle nuances that could fill her art.

And rather than simply paint what she could see, Zoe liked to paint what was impossible. A simple portrait would turn into an epic battle in which magic soared between the combatants, a landscape would suddenly be covered with small furry shapes that rained from the sky. She knew none of these things could actually happen, but that was why she painted them - because the imagination needed to be released somewhere.

Dipping her brush in a glob of paint, Zoe's lips twitched into a small smile. Art was life - an expression of your inner self and what you wished for. And it was her favorite thing in the world.

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(Wow, okay, that was surreal... >_>; Hope it's okay though. <3

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Awww~ <333 That's so cute! It's beautifully described~ Of course you can be Wy, just make an account! <3

Im Yong Soo grinned to himself as he gazed at his reflection in the mirror. "Ahaha! Today's gonna be a good day! I know it!" He said to himself.

Giving his reflection one last look, he winked at it and bounded out the door.

Now, the young man thought, Who should I visit today? Aniki? Nah... He;ll probably be with that scary Russian guy... Oh!

His lips twisted into a smirk, knowing who his next victim will be.

Japan! Heheh... It's always fun to annoy him, da ze~!

And so, he rushed off to bother Kiku with his chest groping antics. Poor Kiku had no idea what he was going to be in for...

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U-um... ;;; Was that alright...? I've never rped that way before... Sorry it's so short and crappy xD;;... It's almost 1AM here and I'm shattered. D:

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BUT YOU HAVE WARNED ME INADVERTANTLY.

j/k....some mod accept NOW.

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That was perfect! You caught it personality fair and square. You can make now the account, I'll activate it!

Character Name: William Green

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"Any luck so far, mate?"

"Nah," Will said to the guy at the TAB counter. "I just can't seem to pick them tonight."

"Why not try something like an Easybet then?" The guy behind the counter said as he took Will's betting slip for the next race.

"Where's the fun in that?" Will said as he paid for his bets and went outside.

Part of the fun of a night like this was trying to pick the winner. The horses were still warming up, and he saw two of the ones he'd picked run past as he got closer to the track itself. He listened to the people around him discussing their choices for the race, and saw that his horses hadn't been picked by the course or the commentators. Good. Their prices should stay the same. Finally the whistle blew for the horses to get to the starting point for the race.

Will watched as the horses arranged themselves for the start, and then they were off! As they got down to where he was standing, his one was in front! He hoped it would stay there as it was paying all right. The horses came around again, and the bell rang for the last lap. Will's horse was still in front! He watched closely as they ran along the far end of the track, then entered the final bend before the straight.

"Come on! GO GO GO GO!" Will yelled as the horse he chose was still in front! He could hear everyone else cheering around him for their chosen horse, but his one was still holding on to the lead! "GO YOU GOOD HORSE GOOOOOOO!"

"Yes! Finally!" Will said. The horse had won! It had only taken, what, six races to get a winner? He went back inside to claim his winnings, and went to get himself a beer after that.

"ID please." The bartender said, and Will handed over his driver's licence. "20. You don't look 20, but neither do that lot over there."

The bartender pointed to a table on the other side of the pub, and Will couldn't believe who was sitting there. Adam, Al and Matt? What were they doing here? Shouldn't they be back home doing what they need to do? Will got his licence back and paid for his beer, then hurried over to their table.

"When did you guys get here?" Will said as he sat down next to Adam.

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Never applied for a RP this way before, hope this sample's okay.

Great Stuff New Zealand XD , you are approved mate!

Character Name: Im Haneul/North Korea
RP Sample:

Haneul brushes a curl out of her face with a practiced hand. The impatient nation checks the time once more while a cheap kettle sitting on a cheap stove attempts to come to a boil. The somewhat off-tasting water seemed determined to stay tepid just as the minute hand on the clock seemed determined to move at a snail's pace. She tries to ignore some old adage that suddenly comes to mind (though she's sure it has been reworded in this instance). It feels more than appropriate and that in itself is irritating.

Time passes slower than she could ever imagine until the kettle wheezes out a thin stream of steam. The water was only coming to the slightest suggestion of a boil and really that was irritating in itself as well. She's thankful for the blue-gray walls that serve not only to distract her but as a nice place to lean on. Her body aches. It feels like hours until the clock says five minutes to twelve and at that the phone begins to wail from across the room. Haneul's thin lips twitch into what could pass as a smile.

Just in time.

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I'm so sorry this took so long! I hope I did this right lol

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Ah, it's fine, sorry for the delay of reply! I like it, especially that you made N Korea a girl, for some reason! If you make an account, I'll activate it for you!

Character name: Lars Hofstee/Netherlands

Lars walked through the streets of the town. He had been separated by Lovino one way or the other. And even though he didn’t miss the Italian’s whines at all, being alone in a situation like this wasn’t exactly what he had been hoping for. It was so quiet, it didn’t seem natural anymore. though that was something he was almost used to by now. The thing that bothered him more right now was his arm. The monster had bitten down on it hard. He had managed to disinfect the wound, but the bleeding wouldn’t stop. For lack of proper bandages, he had wrapped his scarf around it to stop the bleeding. Even though it pained him to see his dear scarf in such a condition, stained by his blood, it was the closest he had to bandages, so it would have to do.

His first objective right now was finding people. Other nations, to be more specific. Preferably one that he got along with, or his siblings. But right now he would even be glad if he came across Spain. And that said something. He glanced over the deserted street. It didn’t look like finding someone would be easy. Maybe if he looked around in the buildings some more…?

He had ended up in the part of town with most of the shops. Not far from where he had woken up, he realized now he looked at it more closely. As he looked at the several shops in the street, he noticed a coffee shop (and no, not that kind of coffee shop). Ever since he had woken up, he hadn’t had something decent to eat or drink. He did have some cheese he and Romano took from the kitchen of the house they’d been in, but that wasn’t enough to keep a big guy like him going. And the prospect of coffee was pretty inviting. Normally his day wouldn’t even start without having a cup.

He entered the coffee shop and took a look around, pleased with what he saw. He went over to one of the many coffee machines and set to work on making himself some coffee. Judging by the disgusting drink he had after just waking up, he couldn’t say if it was safe to drink the coffee once it was done, but it was worth a shot. The Dutchman was craving some caffeine right now.

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This is an RP post from a different RP I'm in, if that's okay.

I like it Dutchman-sir!
You can now make your account, it will be activated!

Character Name: Caesar "Rome" Vargas

RP Example:

Wiping the hot sweat away from his forehead, Rome looked out over the garden. He quite like keeping up the school grounds, being amongst the plants gave him time to think.

In amongst the flowers, he had planted other things - like tomatoes, potatoes, cauliflower.

He was a firm believer that all plants of any type should mingle together, and that despite how they looked or their purpose, that they looked wonderful. When some people questioned - he sort of laughed it off, and seduced them, which meant they never questioned him again.

His thoughts of how gardens should look and work, translated to his real life - he found everyone beautiful and attractive.

In fact, he had many conquests - too many to remember. And some of which had resulted in him giving new life - not that he minded. How else would he have gotten his adorable grandsons?

The only matter was the fact that he was sort of.. lonely.

He didn't really have anyone to talk to, well, other than the plants he so lovingly took care of, but let's be real here, they weren't much company.

After running around hiding from his Vice Principal, he wouldn't mind sitting down with someone and talking about his day. A coconspirator.

Adjusting his straw hat, he dug his hand into the soil, pulling out some weeds, ensuring that all around would be perfect.

He had been thinking about starting a gardening club, for those of like mind, but when he had suggested it to the VP, the look he had been given - as if it had been an excuse to get closer to the students just to screw them - had sort of put that idea on hold.

Plus he wasn't sure anyone would really want to garden with him.

Sitting back on his heels, he admired the sunflowers, a riot of colour all around him.
It had been a good choice to plant these, he thought.