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Posts here are 3-5 sentences!
We've got games with lots of writing, and some with little writing, so how about... m-medium?
Same as the original game!
Your character gets to say one (1) thing to the character above.
What is it?
Is it a simple insult? A small thank you? A love confession?
Ex:
OC 1: (exists)
OC 2: She was in awe as she gazed at the splendor of the first person, only able to mumble, "I love your outfit." She blushed. How embarrassing.
OC 3: "Hey! You're really smart, aren't you? Can you build this?!"
OC 4: "How dull." He turned away with a scoff and crossed his arms. He wouldn't say anything else.
Rules:
- This is an IC game! Please reply with your character's thoughts and reaction!
- Your post MUST be 3-5 sentences! Nothing more, nothing less (This includes any sentence in between dialogue!)
- Don't be mega rude or lewd.
- This is still a low effort game! Please don't write too much and don't expect a lot written back!
- You can post every two people, unless 5 days have passed.
- Follow-ups aren't required, it's up to you to decide if you want to write one or not. They don't have to be 3-5 sentences long, either.
Don't want to write a few sentences? Try out these games!
One Sentence Limit: [x]
Unlimited Sentence Limit: [x] [x]
STRIKE SYSTEM
1 strike per rule break
3 strikes = 3 day cooldown
Editing comments within 3 days of the post can remove the strike
You don't have to delete the comment unless it breaks the waiting rule, simply edit the comment into 3-5 sentences
Going 5 days without another rule break results in a strike removed
Posting in the thread when under cooldown results in a warning then a ban
"white hair like me! isn't it quite nice? though yours is completely white - i'm what they call 'half and half.'"
Otto's eye darted the older man up and down, a tiny grimace forming on his face. Something immediately...bothered him about Skinner. Though, that was merely natural to the old janitor.
"You," He huffed, "I don't like you."
And that was all, as the ghost went to push past and continue roaming.
The goopy cat stopped dead in its tracks, eyes widening as it looked up & saw - the ghost in front of him. The form was completely unfamiliar, he'd never seen anything like it, & so he just - stared, a mixture of tight horror & fascination, unaware of probably being rude.
If he had real fur, it'd be bushed up to hell and back right now. Infinity drew a breath & slowly, it asked, "...are you okay?"
"Well, aren't you a pretty kitty?" Zinnia cooed, her lips curling into a smile. The teenager bent down and scratched the chin of the catlike ink blot. Then, she let out a squeak in surprise as soon as she noticed black ink dripping onto her fingers.
"There you are! :) I'm so glad, I'm so glad. I thought I'd lost you. :) Now, why don't we go back home? You can have some water, then we can do some painting. :)"
"My, my, my. :) What a sad frown, what an angry frown. :) I don't like it one bit. :)"
"It's good, you know, for a young man such as yourself to fight for what's right, and all that." said Nerine, her voice a rasp and her eyes low. She kept the fact that she felt good about being taller than him to herself. "Sure, you're a bit rash, but the ends justify the means, yes? Just keep those flames from hurting someone."
The puppy only stopped her energetic squirming to retain her focus on Smithson. After a brief pause, she toddled over to him and wrapped her arms around him.
"Hi, best friend. I love you," Summer whispered, letting out an exhale as she tightened her grip around him.
Rəşad looked up at Zynphodius in shock; the dragon did not appear to be threatening, though.
"Did...dinosaurs come back to life yesterday or something? But now they're...completely different-looking? Someone definitely spiked my drink, I'm out of here."
Rəşad backed away slowly, keeping his eyes fixed on Zynphodius.