.ROLEPLAY.SAMPLES.
These are samples from everything from anime to real life roleplays and everything in between. Some of these are actual posts that I had done before and others are just some random ones. Don't worry, I have labels on each other them, specifying if a female or male, what anime or real life situation, and if it's from a past roleplay that I have done plus a link to go along with it. Also, I'm sorry I didn't do as much female samples... I tend to take male positions now... Just because no one likes playing guys' roles. I also consider my recent posts as my samples as well!!
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<span id="test27710547">. . .</span><br/><div id="post27710547" style="display:none; margin-right:75px;">Sample One - Female - xxxHolic/CardCaptors Sakura - From a past RP
The sound from her alarm clock, was the only thing this dark haired girl heard. Turning off the noisy device, that her mother's company manufactured. The girl stretched her arms and covered her mouth when she yawn. The night before, Tomoyo was reminiscing and watching tapes that she recorded from the previous years. Most of the videos included Sakura's encounters with the Clow Cards and all the cute outfits she made for her. Smiling at the thought of their past, she reverted her sleepy eyes back to her clock. It wasn't as late as this girl thought it was. So, she took her sweet, little time. Getting out from under the covers and fixing her bed. There were maids to do this sort of thing, but deciding to do it herself. Besides, the maids weren't always going to be there for her mother and her. Might as well start to be a little more independent.
After she finished making her bed look nice and tidy, Tomoyo walked over to her dresser to change into the school's uniform. It was, of course, the first day of school. A day which this girl was actually looking forward to, surprisingly. Putting on the fresh new uniform, that her bodyguards sent and picked up from the dry cleaning place. She always disliked it when her mother sent the female bodyguards to do errands for her, when she had the time to do it yesterday or even before then. Sighing in disbelief, the dark haired girl walked down stairs, with her bag of all her things, her cellphone, and most importantly, her camera. Hey! You never know when something needs to be caught on film. Mainly the love story of Sakura and Syaoran. On her way down stairs, she picked up a pair of long socks. Something that she never wore when she was younger. Times have change and Tomoyo became and acted more like a grown young lady.
"Good morning, Tomoyo-chan~!" Her mother had a cheery look on her face. It wasn't often that she would be cooking, but Tomoyo guessed it was because it was the first day of the new school year. "Good morning, okaa-san." The girl smiled to her mother. Leaving her bag and other things on the table near the front door. "In honor of your first day of school, I prepared breakfast for you." Bingo, the girl was correct. A hundred percent correct. She sat down at the table, being shooed away from helping with the cooking. Her mother finished preparing the food, it was an ordinary meal. Despite that, it was made by her mother's love and care. She looked at the time again, it was already time for her to be leaving. "Ah, I have to go to school now." Saying as she was getting up from her chair. "Thank you for the meal." Placing her socks and shoes on, near the front door. The dark haired girl gathered all her things and while walking out the door. "I'm leaving now and I'll just walk to school." Calling out over her shoulder and closing the door. Not wanting the body guards to bring her to school, just like in her younger years.
Thinking if this girl forgot anything back at home. Pencils. Check. Notebooks. Check. Her camera, cellphone, and music book. Check, check, and check! Tomoyo was a hundred percent ready for the new school year. Everything was so beautiful early in the morning, which she hasn't realized until now because of waking up later during the break. The girl hummed a song that she had been practicing for sometime now. Then, a loud bang interrupted her song. As a reaction the dark haired girl looked to the horizon, seeing what happened. A familiar voice spoke. It was Sakura. Then, another figure, who she didn't realize until Sakura said good morning to Syaoran. Aw! It was cutest couple together on the first day of school and Tomoyo didn't even have this on film!
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Sample Two - Male - xxxHolic/CardCaptors Sakura - From a past RP
The former guardian and now teacher, woke up from his slumber. Who was to blame for his awakening? Not a who. A what. To be more exact, an alarm clock. He had to put the clock extra loud due to the fact this man couldn't wake up to save his life. Yes, Yue is a heavy sleeper. But, who can blame him? It was the very first day of school, who wants to wake up early for that? As you can tell, he hates the idea of teaching a class. Even worse, the class is sexual education. Who the hell makes someone teach a class like that?! Anyone could of guessed Yuuko, the principal, would. Seriously, Yue teaching sex ed. Is there some kind of mistake here?! Well, there was no use crying over spilled milk here. In this case, crying over a stupid job he has to do. The man sighed and got out of bed. What a day! He was already dreading the new school day, and yet it has barely even started yet.
Grabbing his fluffy white towel and heading to his bathroom. It's a new school year and that means a fresh start. After a few minutes in the shower he got out and wrapped his waist with the towel. Well, at least he's wide awake now. He dried his silver hair with a dryer he bought months ago. Hey! Even though he's a man, it's hard to dry your long hair with just leaving it alone. Seriously, hair products work perfectly for women and as well as men! After finishing, Yue took out the clothes he was going to wear for the day, from his closet. It was just plain, old clothes. A white, collared, long-sleeved shirt, black slacks, and a blue shaded tie. With just loosening the tie just a tiny bit. He hated what Yuuko made the teachers wear, it was so uncomfortable. Despite that, he wouldn't know what else to wear for school.
Heading for the kitchen, he only lives in a one bedroom apartment. Besides, he doesn't need all that extra space anyway. Gently fixing the already-loose-tie, he yawn. Yue was still not used to waking up this early. Oh how he dreaded school already. --Wait! Wasn't it only students who disliked school? Well, he proves that statement completely wrong.
The sex ed teacher fixed himself some hot water for his morning tea. Putting the kettle on the stove and waited for it to boil. He turned about and had his back leaning against the counter top, while crossing his gaunt arms. Listening to nature's sounds from his kitchen window. Yue closed his eyes for only a second and the tea kettle sung it's concluding song. Meaning that it came to a boil. The man took a small cup and container from one of the upper cabinets. Only putting a few tea leaves into his cup and leaving the rest of the water in the kettle. Taking a few sips of the drink and then throwing it into the sink. He wasn't much of an eater in the morning. Hell, he wasn't much of an eater at all. Maybe he would have a bite or two of food per meal, but that's all he would have. Guessing that's why he's a little on the scrawny side.
Yue walked over to his small refrigerator and took out his favorite peach juice. It was something that he only drunk at lunchtime. Which that juice was the only thing he would have for lunch. He left it on the table and walked back to his room for his things. Checking for the time, he was on schedule, but wanting to get there early. The man gathered up all his things; including his bag, hair tie, his glasses (there are for reading only!), cellphone, and keys. Everything was accounted for. Now, he is certainly ready for school, flesh-wise. But, spirit and soul-wise. Definitely not! The man sighed and grabbed his drink while walking out the door. Today was most likely going to be a very busy day.
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Sample Three - Male - Original High School - From a past RP
The first day of school; the only thing that ran through this teenager's mind. Kuan-yin could barely fell asleep the night before. Just school was all he could think about. What classes will he take, if he had any classes with people he knew, if his teachers sucked, or what kind of drama will he encounter this year. Last year, he was a foreign exchange student and man was it a culture shock for him. No uniforms, not so much respect towards everyone, having tons of freedom. Back in China, it was obviously different. Though by now, this Chinese student has mostly gotten used to it. Drama here was exactly the same as back there. Then, this student realized that the first day was the only day that he couldn't be his usual badass self. Apparently, it was always proper to make a good first impression. When next day comes, totally opposite. Usually that was how the first day always goes. Well except for last year. Oh last year, Kuan was actually pretty calm and quiet, mostly hanging around with Jacob because that's where he was housed when he was an exchange student. Now, he doesn't even talk to the guy anymore. Rarely, if he sees the other passing through the halls.
The Chinese teenager got up long before his alarm went off with a loud beeping noise. Sitting up, he let out a long, loud sigh and after a few minutes of just laying there, he finally got up. Grabbing his towel and heading to the bathroom. Kuan didn't want to wake up his aunt or uncle with such a racket in the morning. Seriously, he should be in debt to them for letting him stay there. And that's why they don't know about him being a 'badass' at school. And where did that label come from? Even Kuan-yin doesn't know. Maybe it was from that party during that one time. Or was it something at school? Either way, it couldn't be him doing some crap with a girl. Hell, this teenager hasn't even had his first girlfriend yet. Pathetic, right? Well, it's what you get for having such strict parents/aunts and uncles. 'Grades will always be your number one priority,' is what they always say to him. Although, you can't not have fun on the way, right? Most likely that's where the badass comes from.
After a quick shower, he wrapped himself with his towel and walked casually back into his quarters. First day of school always sucked. Not only was it a day for first impressions and being a goody-good and all, but you had to sit through the boring get-to-know-your-teachers lectures. Reading their syllabus and them telling you to put forth all your effort to pass the class. What a snooze fest! Just hope there was some sort of entertainment in each class to keep him occupied or else he'll end up killing himself. Well, figuratively speaking, of course.
He then had to choose what to wear. It was easy for him because; One, he wasn't a girl and Two, guys don't exactly judge what other guys are wearing. Unless you're into fashion and everything. So Kuan-yin picked out this shirt with a plain, white, long sleeves underneath. And of course just regular jeans complimenting his Asics. Did he have a distinct sense of style? Not to him at the least. Anyway, he put on his double layered shirts, pants, and socks. Bringing is black Jansport backpack and shoes downstairs. Surprisingly, his aunt and uncle were still sound asleep. Probably the fact they were working late last night. Oh yeah, did he mention that they are doctors and engineers? So anyway, Kuan ate a quick breakfast of a waffle and orange juice. Surely a lot different than the 'most important meal of the day' in China. Afterwards, he packed his fairly light bag and laced his shoes on. Leaving without a word to either one of them. Well, it was always going to be like that all time.
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Sample Four - Male - Original High School - From a past RP
He heard some faint call, but didn't dare to look. It could of been that Daniel out to make fun of him, like always. It's been like that ever since Aiden moved to this school. He sighed and went back to walking to his locker, which was half way across the school. The hallway where most of the seniors had their lockers. Apparently he was stuck in this hallway where his AP Art classes were. AP Art Portfolio and AP Art History. Both classes which he very much enjoyed. One class was to get inspiration from ancient pieces of art and the other class was to relax and have fun. Besides he had a lot of artsy friends in that class as well. Other than his own groupie that he hangs out with all the time. So really, he wasn't the only artsy boy in this school. Just well, the most known one in here. He placed his large portfolio bag on the floor, resting against the bottom lockers.
As he maneuvered his combination into his lock, a familiar voice stuck his ears. "What are we, ghosts or something? Aiden Mars Slater, your art is as patient as time. Worry about it later, come onnnn." He looked beside himself and saw it was Anaïs. Before the Artsy boy could reply about anything. She was already pulling him out of the hallway. Probably to where everyone else was. Aiden quickly picked up his portfolio and was dragged along side Anaïs. How dignifying, this always happened every day at school. Last year, all the time. And now, too? All he wanted was to turn in that big-a** bag into his teacher, just so he wouldn't have to carry that all day. Well, he couldn't really speak up. Not in front of anyone, not even his own friends.
Jake was near their usual tree spot, but where was that Shane? He was the only one missing of the group. Aiden sat down with the bag filled with art work beside him. He most definitely did not want to lose it or get it all messed up. That was all the art that he worked on this whole summer, even up until late last night. That's how dedicated and passionate this Artsy boy is. He was about to ask the other two about their summer, except his phone buzzed loudly from his messenger bag. Taking out the device and reading the text message. It was from Kelsey, something about a party at her house. He closed his phone and placed it back inside his bag. He sighed, not knowing how Miss. Party girl even got his number. Was he even cool enough to go to something like this? All his doubts started to pour into his mind.
Then, the first bell rung and he didn't even have a chance to ask either of them if they wanted to go. It said bring people, the more the merrier, right? But, maybe at lunch or in the halls, he'll ask. Aiden got up and of course taking that bag with him to his homeroom, which happened to be the same one as his other three friends. He followed along side them, quietly as usual. It was almost as if his voice was trapped inside his body. Still, he followed, not struggling with any of his crap. He was used to carrying this stuff everyday. It was almost like a work out, but with art.
The school appeared to be like last year. Old chewing gum still stuck on the pavement, the fresh smell of newly cut grass, tree leaves and grass still moist from the morning dew. Even some of the spray paint that was left just before everyone got out of school before summer vacation. Yep, everything was still the same just as all the students left it last year.
The three of them entered the classroom, most of the seats were taken. Besides the ones in the back where Shane was. Everyone else in the room were freshmen and who would want to approach another student like Shane. If they just stereotyped him, they would most likely think that he's a person not to be messed with. Making their way to the back of the room, they sat all down in the same table. Anaïs sitting next to Shane and he sat next to Anaïs. Aiden sat there quietly like his usual-self and waited in silence.
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Sample Five - Female - Naruto - Off the top of my head; During Chuunin Second Exam
A faint scream sounded in the distance and Chosai knew that could only be from one person; her teammate. She mentally yelled at herself for leaving him behind to look for that remaining scroll that her team needed to pass this portion of the exam. If only she wasn't only thinking of herself, then something like this wouldn't have happened. She just had to be stubborn like her mother, Ino and received the guts from her father, Chouji. Yes, surprise, surprise. Her parents were from the famous Ino-Shika-Cho second generation formation. Anyway, focus on what's going on now in the Forest of Death. She jumped from tree branch to tree branch, wanting to get nearer to her teammate. It was her fault that this happened, although it just wasn't her idea, her other teammate thought it would be more suitable for each of them looking for that remaining scroll. Time was running out and there was only two days left. It was penultimate solution, but neither her nor the team would have guessed that someone was stronger than them.
She stopped about a tree of two away from the actual situation. Her other teammate, Kousetsu, was no where in sight. Did he, too get caught in a predicament? Chosai waited for the right time to help her equal. No, she couldn't wait any longer, the screams were piercing her ears. Hikaru was in trouble and she couldn't stand that scream into her ears.
[will be completed soon]
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