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If I made a Fjorester discord server, is that something people would be interested in joining? I feel like there’s more of us than we all think, and I’d love to actually talk to everyone more!
nina-delarosa:
missrosalyngrace:
The scent of vanilla seeps into her nostrils as she gets the board games set up. Rosie had made cupcakes, which were almost ready to come out of her cute little oven. Although she hoped it was appropriate for this kind of thing. Who doesn’t like cupcakes she thought, brushing off her worry. She had finished dinner a while before, Chicken Kiev. It was a Russian meal she found on pinterest after she figured out that Borscht was Russian, and Nina & Nathalia seemed like Russian names so she kind of put two and two together. Oh, and hopefully Peyton approved of the food.
Insistent knocking makes her drop her muse. Furrowing her brow, she jogs over to her front door and opens it up. Standing huddled together is Nina and her two little siblings, with a grimacing Peyton behind them. She had met the cute little girl, but she hadn’t met the boy, who seemed a little older and more than a little unamused, a look she often saw on Nina. Rosie musters her brightest smile, “Welcome!” She has so got this.
Nina raised her eyebrows as the door opened and the aroma of vanilla cupcakes sunk into her skull. Rosie had really gone all out. She ushered the two little ones inside, watching as Nikolai went to the couch with his Nintendo DS and Nathalia jumped up and down expectantly. “Are their cupcakes?” The little girl squealed excitedly. Nina nodded in reassurance as she walked over to the couch where she sat beside Nikolai. “Nikolai, put that down please, spasibo,” She asked, watching Nikolai huff and move the device away from his face. Nina looked up to see everyone else. “You really went out of your way here, Rosie. Although, it’s very nice,” She admitted. She admired Rosie’s quaint and homey environment. It reminded her of Rosie. She wondered what Peyton thought of all this as Nina sat back and moved her eyes from one child at a time.
Peyton’s breath hitched as she got a glimpse of the room over Nina’s shoulder. Rosie had really gone all out with the board games. There wasn’t an inch of empty space on her coffee table. It was amazing. Peyton looked around with wide eyes. She inhaled through her nose to smell the lovely scent of vanilla. “Man, if only home was like this,” Mumbled Peyton. letting out a long whistle in amazement. “ Rosie, you really out did yourself. This is awesome!- Hey does anyone wanna play Clue?” She speaks over her shoulder as she goes to sit down near the little guy. “ You wanna play a board game with me, big guy?” Peyton reaches over to grab Clue with her bad arm and winces. She looks down to see a red splotch expanding on her shirt sleeve. Looking at it, she begins to internally panic afraid that everyone will see.
missrosalyngrace:
peyton-keating:
Taken aback by her kind words, I say nothing and turn to make her a hot-cocoa. I specifically choose my sassy mug with a a cat on it saying ‘Oops. I don’t care’ figuring it would suit her nicely. “Make yourself at home.” I tell her looking over my shoulder. I hand over the mug and bring my free hand up for her to shake.
”Rosie.”
“Aha, nice mug. I like that cat. so uh thanks for letting me come in.. I didn’t expect you to be so nice. I met the other lady uhh.. Nina I think and she wasn’t exactly welcoming, haha.” As I speak I take a sip and sit down on the white loveseat.
THIS IS SO GREAT
Battle Couple
Meet the In-Laws
Longing Look
Declaration of Protection
First Kiss/Underwater Kiss/Kiss of Life
Everyone Can See It/Oblivious To Love
Romantic False Lead
Green-Eyed Epiphany
Like An Old Married Couple
Love Hurts
Savvy Boy, Energetic Girl
Beneath The Mask
(all gifs belong to the wonderful @dinah-lance)
Getting up for the day is always the worst. I rub the sleep out of my eyes. I have to get up today to go searching for a job. I get dressed and make sure to but my binder on. I grab a smoke for the walk. Damn forgot the lighter. I open my top dresser to grab my lighter. Putting the cig in between my lips, I lift the lighter to it and light it up. I take a long drag and blow it out in one go. Alright, let’s go face the day. I walk out of my apartment.
IM SO PROUD
Growth
nina-delarosa:
Now Nina was intrigued. “How fresh?” She passed the heavy bag towards the girl.
“Yeah I have a few,” A few was a bit too loose of a term, but she always had a thing for artistic expression. To her, tattoos were symbolic. It was like historic artifacts on your skin and she was the archaeologist deciphering a code.
I stared at her for a minute contemplating what to say. “ like three days ago fresh. They still sting a little but nothing that I can’t handle. By the way, it totally flew over my head what’s your name?” I ask her trying to move on from talking any more about my tattoos.
missrosalyngrace:
A knock interrupts me from an episode of Veronica Mars. I push the pause button a little too aggressively and pad my way over to the door. I open the door, feeling conscious of my polka dot onesie and bunnie slippers. “Hello?” I ask timidly. I look up to see a slightly disheveled woman with dark cropped hair and wicked sleeve tattoos..
Oh. It’s my new neighbor.
“ Um uh hey...” I mumble.
Damn it, get it together. “ Is there any chance you got some batteries- and maybe even a lighter?!” I rush to get it out. Ugh I don’t like asking for help.
Helpful to the max!!
A Study In Physical Injury
Comas
Medical Facts And Tips For Your Writing Needs
Broken Bones
Burns
Unconsciousness & Head Trauma
Blood Loss
Stab Wounds
Pain & Shock
All About Mechanical Injuries (Injuries Caused By Violence)
Portraying a kleptomaniac.
Playing a character with cancer.
How to portray a power driven character.
Playing the manipulative character.
Portraying a character with borderline personality disorder.
Playing a character with Orthorexia Nervosa.
Writing a character who lost someone important.
Playing the bullies.
Portraying the drug dealer.
Playing a rebellious character.
How to portray a sociopath.
How to write characters with PTSD.
Playing characters with memory loss.
Playing a pyromaniac.
How to write a mute character.
How to write a character with an OCD.
How to play a stoner.
Playing a character with an eating disorder.
Portraying a character who is anti-social.
Portraying a character who is depressed.
How to portray someone with dyslexia.
How to portray a character with bipolar disorder.
Portraying a character with severe depression.
How to play a serial killer.
Writing insane characters.
Playing a character under the influence of marijuana.
Tips on writing a drug addict.
How to write a character with HPD.
Writing a character with Nymphomania.
Writing a character with schizophrenia.
Writing a character with Dissociative Identity Disorder.
Writing a character with depression.
Writing a character who suffers from night terrors.
Writing a character with paranoid personality disorder.
How to play a victim of rape.
How to play a mentally ill/insane character.
Writing a character who self-harms.
Writing a character who is high on amphetamines.
How to play the stalker.
How to portray a character high on cocaine.
Playing a character with ADHD.
How to play a sexual assault victim.
Writing a compulsive gambler.
Playing a character who is faking a disorder.
Playing a prisoner.
Portraying an emotionally detached character.
How to play a character with social anxiety.
Portraying a character who is high.
Portraying characters who have secrets.
Portraying a recovering alcoholic.
Portraying a sex addict.
How to play someone creepy.
Portraying sexually/emotionally abused characters.
Playing a character under the influence of drugs.
Playing a character who struggles with Bulimia.
Examining Mob Mentality
How Street Gangs Work
Domestic Abuse
Torture
Assault
Murder
Terrorism
Internet Fraud
Cyberwarfare
Computer Viruses
Corporate Crime
Political Corruption
Drug Trafficking
Human Trafficking
Sex Trafficking
Illegal Immigration
Contemporary Slavery
AK-47 prices on the black market
Bribes
Computer Hackers and Online Fraud
Contract Killing
Exotic Animals
Fake Diplomas
Fake ID Cards, Passports and Other Identity Documents
Human Smuggling Fees
Human Traffickers Prices
Kidney and Organ Trafficking Prices
Prostitution Prices
Cocaine Prices
Ecstasy Pills Prices
Heroin Prices
Marijuana Prices
Meth Prices
Earnings From Illegal Jobs
Countries In Order Of Largest To Smallest Risk
arson
Asphyxia
Blood Analysis
Book Review
Cause & Manner of Death
Chemistry/Physics
Computers/Cell Phones/Electronics
Cool & Odd-Mostly Odd
Corpse Identification
Corpse Location
Crime and Science Radio
crime lab
Crime Scene
Cults and Religions
DNA
Document Examination
Fingerprints/Patterned Evidence
Firearms Analysis
Forensic Anthropology
Forensic Art
Forensic Dentistry
Forensic History
Forensic Psychiatry
General Forensics
Guest Blogger
High Tech Forensics
Interesting Cases
Interesting Places
Interviews
Medical History
Medical Issues
Misc
Multiple Murderers
On This Day
Poisons & Drugs
Police Procedure
Q&A
serial killers
Space Program
Stupid Criminals
Theft
Time of Death
Toxicology
Trauma
This is for my science fiction WIP, so some things may need to be added/modified depending on your genre. I will also include a screenshot of an example at the bottom so y’all can see how I set it up in my Doc.
I use this as the first page of my “Character FIles” Doc.
I put all my important characters in a list, then add their height, age, and the page their complete file can be found on. This is helpful when I need to know if a character would have to crane their neck upward to look another character in the eyes. Comes up more than I’d have guessed.
I add and subtract stuff based on how important the character is. Without further ado…
Box One: Reference Photo
This is where I add in any actor, model, drawing, etc that I base the look on. When I don’t need one, sometimes I’ll put in a picture that represents the character’s style.
Box Two: The Introduction
Full Name
Nickname(s)
Age
Occupation
Current home
Situation How do they enter this story?
Motivation What do they want?
Favorite quote/saying
Biggest strength
Biggest issue
Strongest trait
Box Three: Behavior
Personality
Habits
Ambition/Short and Long Term Goals
Greatest fear(s)
Phobias
Biggest secret(s)
Social skills
Interior talents
Box Four: Background
Home moon/planet Apophis
Important history
Family
Friends, Enemies, Acquaintances, and Colleagues
Finances
Education
Phys. Health/Mental Health
Religion
Romantic/sexual preference
Interests/Hobbies
Box Five: Appearance & Physicality
Height
Body type
Skin tone/Ethnicity/Species
Facial description
Prominent/distinguishing features
Dress
Mannerisms
Physical talents
Box Six: Speech
Normal tone
Language & accent
Favorite phrases
Rey from The Force Awakens. Made in Google Docs.
Boxes 1 and 2
Boxes 3 and 4
Boxes 5 and 6
@impaladreamer-rps :
" Fine." Sam dragged his hand down his face. It was gonna be a long night.
"Yes!" I leaned up and kissed Sam's cheek. I rushed over to wear my coat was and flung it on. Looking back, no one had moved. Sam was unmoving in his chair, eyes downcast. He seemed to be in deep thought. Beka and Dean on the other hand were to busy making heart eyes at each other. " Would you hurry your lazy asses up. C'mon." I tapped my boot covered foot.
@peyton-keating :
“ So I had a thought,” I said grinning from ear to ear. I had a fun plan brewing in my brain. We all needed some time to relax after this recent hunt and this was the perfect way to that.
“ Oh no.” Sam groaned. Her plans always involved something crazy. Last time, they went to a bar and she went shot for shot with Dean. Dean could hold his liquor. She however could not. She decided that grinding on everything that moved was a great. Encouraged when Beka would cheer her on. Both were fuming when I had to drag her away to Baby.
“ I swear it’s a good one this time!” I pouted folding my arms. We needed to have some fun. Them being grumpy be damned.
“ No. Whatever it is. No.” Dean said, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. Having to deal with her and Beka’s drunken escapades was not on his list to do tonight.
“ Beka, back me up here.” I flicked my eyes to you.
“I mean, we’ve been going non-stop for weeks,” Beka said with a twinkle in her eye. She knew it wouldn’t work on Sam, as nothing really did, but Dean could be swayed. “Don’t you think,” she went on, turning her doe eyes to the elder Winchester and biting the corner of her lip, “that we deserve a night off?”
Dean’s eyes twitched with the beginnings of a smile, and Y/N ran with it. “A little whiskey…some good tunes…huh?”
Dean shrugged and looked at Sam. “Maybe.” He was convinced. He needed some R&R, he just didn’t like to admit that his mind could so easily be changed.
Cassie- Canadian girly- mid twenties- Occasional writer & avid reader - current obsession: BG3, Critical Role, and COD.(Old rp blog that’s now my main 🤷🏻♀️ and yes I’m also @sgt-reaper xD)
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