Posts by mynameismina

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  • [i]Amore Deliria Nervosa[/i], A disease, caused by love (Private for a friend)

    Well, starting is always hard, but, whatever the scenario, I always tell myself to search for everything I could describe in the given situation, in depth; The characters, the emotions they have, what they are wearing, how they stand, and body language, which would lead to suggesting emotions, (shifting from foot to foot suggests nervousness, you then move on to why they are nervous, then the setting, and current affairs)
    See where I'm coming from?
    The key to long posts is description; describe everything you can! Why make tears just drop onto the balcony?
    'Her tears glistened, reflecting the light of the setting sun as they plummeted from her cheeks, splattering onto the balcony like blood up the walls of the district'
    Blood up the walls is current affairs, and setting, so it all ties together, all around the character!


    See how it flows?
    It's so easy for me, as once the idea comes, it all comes to me, and I can just do it.
    I don't know if it comes so easily for others, but this is what I'm trying to get going.


    Get it so far?))



    Janelle shot Jacob a look, and he shrugged, scowling, "What?" he demanded fiercely, "She doesn't understand, Janelle. She's young and stupid, she sees things in one way"
    "So do you" she retorted, walking into the kitchen, and Jacob sighed.


    Cleo sniffed and turned to face Rico, forcing a small smile onto her face, and she rubbed the tears off her cheeks, and nodded as she turned away again, "I'm fine, I...I just got ticked off with him. We do it all the time..." again, she was ashamed that all Rico was seeing was the brutal, freakish side of her country, other than all the beauty it possessed. She looked at her shoes, and sighed again, shrugging, "I suppose I could try to see it through his eyes...". Cleo's dad had also been in the military, and duty was all that mattered to him anymore.

  • CLOSED

    I am too, I've had plenty of animals, and I was raised from birth with a Staffordchire Bull Terrier, who passed away last year, and I have an American Pit Bull curled up, asleep, on my lap right now C:
    I've never owned a cat, but there are more than 10 in my neighbourhood, and I'm friends with most of them, so...

  • [i]Amore Deliria Nervosa[/i], A disease, caused by love (Private for a friend)

    You should try it, when you just feel like the moment is good)


    Cleo was slightly surprised when she felt his arms wrap around her, and she eased into his arms, leaning back so her head was on his chest, holding his arms and shutting her eyes, "We're as bad as each other, really..." she admitted, not bothered if anyone was watching them, looking out for signs of Deliria. She couldn't have cared less.

  • Titaniumclan RP page!

    Graduation? Like, from university? (that's the only graduation we have in England. Unless you call moving from a primary school to a secondary/high school a graduation.


    Obsidianstar lead them on, head held high, tail low as she listened constantly for any danger.
    The others followed.
    Sinna nodded, "So, why are we moving again? I know we were born in the move, like, but we obviously lived somewhere before"

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    Aw, I'm sorry D:


    A hissing cockroach? I've never heard of or seen one of those before...Wallace is a great name C:
    I don't like bugs too much, but my uncle had a big, hairy tarantula called Tiger, and it escaped, and my grandma saw it in the pantry and screamed and sucked it up the vaccume cleaner, which was quite funny for me, but not my uncle.

  • ~The weather outside is frightful...~ (PART 2) (Private for Up in Space~)

    Yes, let us do two, as we will more than likely become attached to one.


    Ok, I'm been serious when I tell you this.
    My uncle lives with his mother, my grandmother, and she bought him a much desired tarantula for his 40th birthday, and he loved it. It was called Tiger, and he kept it in a tank in his room. After about 6-7 years, Tiger escaped, and I came over as I heard, to help him look (I hate spiders, but I loved that bastar.d) for Tiger. With no luck, we heard my nan scream, and we ran down, and she was stood in the pantry, with the spider, and my uncle was like, "TIGER!!" and my nan just grabbed the Hoover that she dropped, (or vaccume cleaner, to you) and turned it on, and sucked Tiger up the Hoover. I laughed, and then started almost crying after, and my uncle had a paddy. XD it was all quite entertaining. My nan is always cleaning, So she dropped the Hoover, saw the spider, and her first thought was to kill it xD