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((Stark means as in a paragraph or clip from something you've written.))
((Stark means as in a paragraph or clip from something you've written.))
(Oh like what type of thing)
(Anything, I just need a short paragraph of writing from you that tells me if you are suited for this specific Rp or nah)
Archer stood up and looked outside his office windows, awaiting the arrival of his two relatives. He turned back to the black rune book that their father donated and sighed, this would take a while and he was not looking forward to this one bit.
Rachel knocked on the open door as she leaned against it. She crossed her arms and looked over at her older brother, "We're here Archy. Let's get this over with."
(This is a paragraph from one of my books
Most kids my age have a normal childhood with loving parents, a normal appearance, and a perfect little family. My family was nothing like that. First off, I’m part demon. I have horns, my right eye is black and red all the time, and the other changes to the same colors when I’m angry. I have a scar that goes through my right eye, but I’ll talk about that later.)
Max trailed after her, and gave his cousin a semi-sarcastic little wave. “Should be fun,” he added sarcastically, though quietly. Secretly, though, this did intrigue him just a bit.
"Ok Raquel." He said, purposely warping her name. He gave them each a small stack of papers, 20 sheets each with 80 names on each. "Let's get started. You know how father is when he doesnt get results quick." He said, rolling his eyes
(Could I make a character or something)
Max flipped through the papers for a moment before getting started. They had their work cut out before them. “Hope you don’t mind me asking, ‘cuz, but how are we supposed to know that it’s a…you know?” he asked Archer, raising an eyebrow.
(Hold up)
"Well, father told me to open that book to the page with an open of death and draw the first symbol on the table. I did so and he said it should immediately get us of the names of the witches." Archer explain, rolling his eyes at the mention of his father once again.
Rachel side and sat down against one of the book cases looking for any glowy names, “It isn’t that hard Max. Unless Ark messed up the rune. Or didn’t bother to do it for our stacks.”
“Oh, okay then,” Max said with a sigh as he looked back at the papers. He wasn’t expecting to actually have to do work, but that was life, he supposed. Always trying to please his superiors. He began to scan the paper, every name looking more or less ordinary to him.
(Could I make a character or something)
(Actually no, your example is similar to a Mary-sue writer. Maybe next time)
(Ok then)
“Hey Arch, how do we know if a name is the right name?” Max asked, holding the paper away from him as one of the names began to start glowing. He glanced at his cousin nervously.
"It should be fairly clear." He said not looking up from his sheets.
“You mean like glowing with a weird otherwordly light?” Max asked. “Because I think I’ve found one.”
“Glowy clear right?” Rachel asked as she found a glowing name, “Because I think I got one.”
Max looked at Rachel’s paper and then back at his own. “That’s two down then…”
Archer smirked "make that three. I found the last, someone with the last name West." He said, flicking the paper and looking. "Father will be please. Have we found any of the 4 items? We need to keep them hidden until after the blue moon." He said. They hadn't had much luck locating the artifacts, they had clues to their locations, but weren't yet successful in finding the location.
Kova rubbed her eyes and say up straight, the song 'Sunflower' by Post Malone playing. She stopped her music and looked out the window to see brass gates opening to allow them inside. The car rolled forward and stopped at the doors of the Academy. Kova got out and took out her messenger bag, shoving all escaped items back in. She looked at the happy looking building and rolled her eyes, popping an icebreaker in her mouth as her father unloaded her bags.
Kanoa climbed off the bus at a stop just a ways from the gates to the school. Apparently, the buses weren't allowed in, not that they'd want to go in. Adjusting her drawstring back on her shoulder, the only luggage she had, she started towards the gates. They opened as she neared, and she slipped in, nodding her head to the music in her earbuds. Home sweet home.
Kova sighed and turned back to her father, running a hand through her short red hair before putting the snapback back on. She grabbed her suitcase and watched as he turned back to the car, not a single farewell coming from him. "Love you too…asshole." she said, muttering the last part. She stepped closer to the doors and looked around seeing another girl with a drawstring bag. Removing her headphones, she waved to the other person "hey, are you new?" She asked
Kanoa quirked a dark eyebrow at the girl waving, pulling one earbud out. "Depends on who's asking. You a cop?" It was a joke. Well, somewhat. She didn't like cops, and they didn't like her.
Kova rolled her eyes and smirked "do I look like one?" She asked "my parents dropped me off here, if I were a cop I'd let myself out before they could." She chuckled and fixed her snapback again.
"Hmph." Kanoa gave a disinterested shrug. "Yeah, I'm new. Been on a bus almost the whole day." She didn't pull her other earbud out, but let the one she was holding drop, The Offspring heard faintly from it.
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