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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
"Hm," the canine began before briefly tugging a finger in her shirt collar.
"Your outfit looks bleak. Perhaps you could use a bit more color?"
"Your name is Kitty, and yet you are... a dog, as you say," Peizhi sounded skeptical, but honestly, when did he not? "You're certainly the type of person to reject... the norm, I suppose one could call it, but I find it a bit more generic than people believe."
Was that an insult..?
"Not that you're a terrible person, though I think it is childish to go running around pretending to be an animal." he added, "Perhaps you should find a different hobby?"
"It doesn't bother me, honestly." Peizhi droned out in response to Anaximandro, though for a moment he paused and reached up to rub his hand against his scarred, bald head, "Not that I had much hair to begin with, though..."
Then, the height comment -- he hated them. They were the bane of his existence living in Sauveterre, where it felt like every man he met was well over six feet all, something that even now caused him to bite his lip... or attempt to, considering he didn't exactly have a bottom lip anymore.
"Are you always so imperious?"
"I'm glad I'm not you," Anaximandro spat. "I couldn't imagine living a life with no hair."
He did a hair flip to emphasize his point.
"Also, what's it like being less than 6 feet tall? How's the weather down there?"
"I... I know they say it's good to have a healthy ego, but... don't you think you could stand to tone it down a little?" Taffy grimaces, staring down at Anaximandro with something between concern and disgust. "Seriously, though- You don't seem like you've cared about anyone besides yourself in your entire life, and it shows."
If she weren't such a pacifist, she probably would've gone for the throat by now.
"Your hair is fluffy, so fluffy," the toddler cooed, running a tiny hand through the draconian Mignyan's long, black hair.
"Just like a blankie. Ooh, my, uh, my daddy knows how to make ponytails! Would you like one?"
"Wow, it's getting really cold," the teenager stated, disturbed by the previous bought of awkward silence.
"One of my guy friends prefers Winter, but I prefer Fall. It's just—I love the leaves, the scenery, stuff like that. What do you think?"
"Oy! Kid," she waved Zinnia over. Her ears were pricked and a large smile bared her needle like teeth, "Ever shot a gun?" she said. As she unsheated her flintlock gun and held it in Zinnia's direction (handle first ofcourse!) "Would you try too!?"
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Accurate description of the situation:
"Well I kick you, right in your soft rich underbelly, " Leika hissed with her ears flat in her neck. "If you brave enough to come down here little man!" It was no secret that Leika couldn't climb, or at least not so good as her Kraker squad counterparts, if she had some of Salvador's agility and Leika would throat punch him on top of that wall. But now she just kicked it as she yelled "im not like Nathaniel, he stinks and I hate him!" Looks like Fitzgerald found a personal and sensitive topic, uh-oh.
"Your clothing looks nice again today," Korrina said softly to Fitzgerald, leaned against her chair as usual, her eyes on the unlit hearth before her when she wasn't sending occasional glances to her guest, "Though, one shouldn't expect anything less of you -- you are a researcher, of course, or at least being apprenticed, but I have to ask if you've thought about something along the lines of a model. Everything you wear looks great on you is all."
How terrible.
"Before you go out, actually, I should ask you if you'd like a hat -- the suns are bright today, which reminds me..." She went a final look at him, and asked, "Can you close the curtains, please?"
Understanding the men was quite the hassle for Korrina -- so, she didn't try to, instead wasting the time between them by twirling the empty teacup next to her and refusing to meet their gaze or speak to them, unless done the same to first. She assumed that she was their second choice, as, well, wouldn't her husband be of more interest to two militaristic men such as themselves?
When the captain addressed her, however, she lifted her gaze to him, which softened upon seeing the porcelain doll in his hands. She took the doll, weighing her in her lap, and then sighing.
"This is sweet of you, captain," she said to him softly, "And she is so beautiful..." She leaned forward in her seat, keeping her eyes on the doll as she then asked him, "What do you require of me? I would hate for the two of you to have come by this place for nothing..."