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
"Hey, it's me again," the girl awkwardly chuckled upon approaching Xander. After briefly hesitating, she handed him a bar of chocolate and allowed her eyelashes to flutter. Whilst she tugged at her sleeve, she exchanged a warm smile to him.
"For you."
"Hey, so I've heard you like sweets?" Míriel grinned, placing one hand on her hip. "I'd love to make you some brigadeiros if you happen to visit the farm."
“You like helping people, right? How much would you want to be paid if you were to be my servant? Would 0.0003 centavos an hour be enough?”
"Excuse me, did you just steal my friends purse? Silly human, do you really think it's worth messing with a demon just for a couple of coins? You better give back everything you stole, otherwise someone might get hurt~"
"Beeing friendly can be lots of fun! Besides, problems have a way of finding me, even if i don't cause them myself."
Alt title: furry dad learns not-son the ways of the furry-
Jack had pressed his hands like cups beside his mouth and hóweled. His howling was eerie, low, and way too similar to that of a real wolf, which led that, far, far into the woods wolves started to howl back. Jack smiled at Fritzgerald, "it's a small trick I learned when I was a ranger, " which wasn't true. Jack learned birdcalls, not wolves one. "Did you here that, " Jack paused and lifted his finger when softer and high pitch howls we're hearable, "that pack has cubs."
--
He started to laugh, "Dogs are a lot of work I agree, " he said. "They say they're loyal and brave but they don't seem to be brave enough to interact with me, " gee wonder why. "Your hawk in the contrary, " he said, "I think they are brave enough to shred me into small pieces."
"If it's anything, I'm not so fond of dogs, either." Hala admitted to Jack, sending glances back to him every now and then as she stroked her hawk's neck -- her hawk, who was given the stranger a nasty ass stink eye. "I mean, they're cute, I suppose, just-- just too much work for me, I think." Birds were debatably more work but who cares. "It's just sad to me that they all seem to hate you," she laughed, "Especially when you've been rather kind!"
Hala brushed her fingers through her hair, smiling feebly at the woman before her as with her free hand, she hooked onto the teacup offered to her. She paused to gaze into the drink, and respond, "Different teas have different benefits, so it's really one of the best drinks one can have, I think."
She paused, glancing up at the other party and chuckling, "I should hope that you knew I was coming, really -- I thought that I made an appointment." She leaned back, beginning to sip on her tea, and in between one sip, she sighed, "I was actually interested in if you had anything to tell me about... about some research that I've not much luck collecting, otherwise..."
Tahlia glances over at the woman across from her, sipping the tea Lynn provided for them. She picks up her own cup and blows the vapor away before sipping it herself.
I'm glad to have found another person who likes tea. I chose this one specifically because I knew you would like it. and before you ask, yes, I knew you were coming.
She puts her cup back on the plate, straightens herself and takes a less relaxed pose
how can I help, dear?
Tahlia hunkers down to match the girls height, puts her hand on zinnias shoulder and smiles
Why would a pretty angel like you ask that? I believe I should be asking you that question instead.
She winks and brings her lips right next to zinnia's ear
The answer is confidence. Believe in yourself, little angel.
Zinnia blinked slowly as she stared at the Celestial. She had been admiring her from afar, but eventually Zinnia mustered up the courage to approach her. She pressed the tips of her fingers together and grinned.
"Ooh, ma'am, you're so pretty. What's your secret?"
The ой sphere decided to let the contents of its train of thought leak from its mind.
"SSBhbSBub3QgZmFtaWxpYXIgd2l0aCBodW1hbnMsIGJ1dCB5b3UgZG8gbm90IGdpdmUgYSBnb29kIGltcHJlc3Npb24gb2YgdGhlbS4gSSBkbyBub3QgaGF2ZSB0aGUgdGltZSB0byB2ZXJpZnksIGJ1dCBJIHByYXkgdGhhdCBub3QgYWxsIGh1bWFucyBhcmUgbGlrZSB5b3UuIA=="
Moments after letting out the message, the ой sphere employed its mastery of telepathy to translate it before it reached the other end; it had to be sure that Brown would understand, of course.
"I am not familiar with humans, but you do not give a good impression of them. I do not have the time to verify, but I pray that not all humans are like you."
The beast stared confused at the ой sphere. It was a sphere, and oh boy did he like spheres, round things that glows and hang in the sky but this, this wasn't it.
"That's no moon, " the creature said. His voice as hard and rough as gravel and his breath oozing with the stench of blood.
--
Confused the creature let out a sharp whine. It was the middle of the day, the sun, it didn't like the sun, it was warm sharp some would argue and call it a deadly lazer not like the moon. Seeing that the creature was somehow, probably the lack of the real moon, more Jack(yll) than Hyde it said : "Sorry for poking around in your stuff, " before it so clumsily tried to roll the scroll back up with it's massive clawhands.
