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neverahero) wrote2013-04-24 04:23 pm
neverahero) wrote2013-04-24 04:23 pm
[Voice Test]
[This is a Voice Testing post. There a couple of options for how to proceed. You may pick the scenario below that I have set up, or you may create your own. I am up for just about anything as part of this, so don't hesitate to set up your own framework to force me to adapt to it: this is an important part of the exercise.]
Scenario A: Your muse has arrived in a desolate badland, covered in the ruins of a long dead civilization. The winds are harsh and brutal, and the land itself feels dead. There's not much out here... except there are footsteps nearby. Groups of strange looking robots roam the landscape... and they appear to be hunting something. Or someone. And they don't take kindly to people being in restricted areas...
Fortunately, there's someone else around who will give them a hand not too far away. In fact, your character may spot this mysterious red Reploid before the search party does...
Scenario B: Pick your own, which can be as peaceful, dangerous, serious, or as lighthearted as you wish. Setting can be anywhere.
Scenario A: Your muse has arrived in a desolate badland, covered in the ruins of a long dead civilization. The winds are harsh and brutal, and the land itself feels dead. There's not much out here... except there are footsteps nearby. Groups of strange looking robots roam the landscape... and they appear to be hunting something. Or someone. And they don't take kindly to people being in restricted areas...
Fortunately, there's someone else around who will give them a hand not too far away. In fact, your character may spot this mysterious red Reploid before the search party does...
Scenario B: Pick your own, which can be as peaceful, dangerous, serious, or as lighthearted as you wish. Setting can be anywhere.
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This is war, not a game. I'm not interested in keeping score. If you were a friend of his, you shouldn't be either.
[Harsh, yes. But the X he knew wouldn't have approved of that thought. But he peeks around the corner... and noticed the Pantheons are heading their way, with weapons readied. Zero drew the hilt of his Z-Saber from its holster and turned it on. A green beam sword no doubt further made this red reploid look familiar.]
Looks like they're not giving us a choice. Get ready.