I have been Rping for about 18 years. I can not recall exactly where I started but it had been a long time down this writers road Ha!
Role Play Sample
She stepped from the old Federal Reserve building, the cool air hitting her still slightly flushed face. Her day was finally over and after a good sparring exorcise she felt it was time to head home; maybe get some much-needed sleep after the last week out in the field. She put a hand in the left picket of her simple zip-up sweat shirt, her other hand pushing back a few wispy strands of blond bang hair from her face, as she took a deep inhale. The crisp air entered her lungs, cooling the warm soft tissue of her lungs, causing a sharp sensation in her chest. She wasn’t a smoker but the cool air was a shocking contrast compared to the warm, stale air she had just been breathing in.
She looked up into the night sky. The bright lights from the city scape did nothing to dull the view of the Nevus. Its pitch-black color, a stark contrast to the bright violet gas and stars that outlined it. Her free hand moved to rub the back of her neck as she sighed.
<i>”Crus? Damn it Cruz where are you!?”
“I’m here sir!” she raced up to her superior from her bunk in the barracks.
“You got a message” he said and thrusted the paper into her hand before turning on his heel and leaving.
She eagerly opened the letter, sure it was going to be something from her father or mother. She was right but the actual contents were not something she had been expecting. Her eyes started to drift over the information.
Melissa,
I regret to inform you of the death of your mother, Delilah Cruz. Your presence is requested ASAP. A plan is leaving at 2300, be on it.
Cpl Cruz
p.s.
I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you in person honey. See in a few days.
Love, your father</i>
Her mind snapped back to the present as a woman’s rambunctious laughter penetrated her brain. She looked in the woman’s general direction as she stumbled from a nearby. She smirked as the woman stumbled into a friend and another bout of laughter erupted from her. That was a life that Mel had never know, would never know; the bliss of pretending the world wasn’t as big of hot mess as it really was.
It still amazed her that people could live in complete ignorance of what had happened, what was happening. It was almost as if they woke up one day and opted that the news on their TV was just some giant joke and the rip in the sky above them was just some cosmic joke. She envied them a little, the freedom that such nativity must afford them but then again… she didn’t. She could not imagine living with her head in the sand.
Her eyes were pulled back from the girls having fun when a fellow ARMA member slipped out the doors she stood just off to the side of
“Night Cruz, see ya tomorrow”
“Bye Hale, have a great night” she called after the retreating form that waved over the back of their head. She watched them retreat for a few more minutes before looking down at her watch. The bright neon colors blinked 2000 hours. It was early and late all at the same time and it left her body and mind feeling at odds over what it was she should do exactly. Sleep sounded amazing but then again it felt far too early to call it a night and the idea of having a drink at the local watering hole seemed perfect.
She pursed her lips and chewed on the inside of her lips before she headed off in the wrong direction of her bed; it would seem the want for a drink had won out. Plus, there was at least one person she knew she would be able to find there and probably in some form of need of a drinking buddy. Even if he did not readily know it.
