Post by Nanerth on Oct 30, 2007 8:52:53 GMT -5
By Nanerth and his Many Voices
Starring: Nanerth
CoStarring...: Figments of his imagination.
"Welcome... welcome one and all. New and old, close and far. I am Nanerth, and I'll be your guide for this rather... sadly, not-so-brief-tour," The young man says... His bearded face glancing at you as he beckons you onward. As you draw near, your eyes fall upon several scenes and objects, obviously for demonstration.
"Let us begin with the basics shall we," he barks, clapping his hands, and picks up a dictionary.
Pointing to a man that for no apparent reason is completely identical to him he asks, "What is this?" The other seems bewildered and shrugs. "i don no" The former instantly become irritated and hurls the book into the man's skull killing him on contact. "You meant to say 'I don't know'. See my friends," he waves his hand over the crowd of readers, "Spelling is of the utmost importance. Between that and knowing how to form a sentence," a cringe crosses his face, "it will drive a skilled member of the English language mad if you can do one and not the other, or worse... neither." Slowly he walks over, picks up the body and throws it into a conveniently placed trash bin. "Well, glad that was there... Bodies make such a mess..."Where were we? Ah! The basics..." Before each of you he places a ridiculously large billboard with, technically, a single word on it. SPELL-CHECK[/b]... Faced with this, a three year old walks up and tugs on his shirt... "Butt wuts dat?" The speaker, shrieking as he does so... punts the child over a field-goal post... "That little Jimmy, is the reason you just got me extra points! Huzzah for me! But no, seriously. These days you all should have this nifty program called Microsoft Word, or at least notepad... These both should have a spell-check... And Firefox users, it should be built in..." The young man growls as he hears the kid hit the ground far off in the distance. "Ignore that."
He walks, beckoning you forward. "So, what is role-playing? Anyone?" A crazed talking monkey jumps up and down, flailing its arms as it follows the crowd. "I know, hoo-hoooo I know!" the monkey exclaims. Nanerth turns upon his heels, an exasperated look upon his face... With a voice to crash against the heavens he spoke. "Very well genetically spawned devil monkey." The monkey hops up on your back, blaring the answer into your ear. "Role-playing, commonly called rping, is a term generally meaning to get into character to act out or write out the actions there-of in a given or made-up situation. This could be considered a way to co-write a story of sorts while doing it from two or more perspectives." Nanerth applauds and hands the monkey a banana before hooking it with a fishing pole and tossing it into a near-by lake. The water crashes outward from the point of contact in a marvelous wave. "Exactly so."
Starring: Nanerth
CoStarring...: Figments of his imagination.
"Welcome... welcome one and all. New and old, close and far. I am Nanerth, and I'll be your guide for this rather... sadly, not-so-brief-tour," The young man says... His bearded face glancing at you as he beckons you onward. As you draw near, your eyes fall upon several scenes and objects, obviously for demonstration.
"Let us begin with the basics shall we," he barks, clapping his hands, and picks up a dictionary.
Pointing to a man that for no apparent reason is completely identical to him he asks, "What is this?" The other seems bewildered and shrugs. "i don no" The former instantly become irritated and hurls the book into the man's skull killing him on contact. "You meant to say 'I don't know'. See my friends," he waves his hand over the crowd of readers, "Spelling is of the utmost importance. Between that and knowing how to form a sentence," a cringe crosses his face, "it will drive a skilled member of the English language mad if you can do one and not the other, or worse... neither." Slowly he walks over, picks up the body and throws it into a conveniently placed trash bin. "Well, glad that was there... Bodies make such a mess..."Where were we? Ah! The basics..." Before each of you he places a ridiculously large billboard with, technically, a single word on it. SPELL-CHECK[/b]... Faced with this, a three year old walks up and tugs on his shirt... "Butt wuts dat?" The speaker, shrieking as he does so... punts the child over a field-goal post... "That little Jimmy, is the reason you just got me extra points! Huzzah for me! But no, seriously. These days you all should have this nifty program called Microsoft Word, or at least notepad... These both should have a spell-check... And Firefox users, it should be built in..." The young man growls as he hears the kid hit the ground far off in the distance. "Ignore that."
He walks, beckoning you forward. "So, what is role-playing? Anyone?" A crazed talking monkey jumps up and down, flailing its arms as it follows the crowd. "I know, hoo-hoooo I know!" the monkey exclaims. Nanerth turns upon his heels, an exasperated look upon his face... With a voice to crash against the heavens he spoke. "Very well genetically spawned devil monkey." The monkey hops up on your back, blaring the answer into your ear. "Role-playing, commonly called rping, is a term generally meaning to get into character to act out or write out the actions there-of in a given or made-up situation. This could be considered a way to co-write a story of sorts while doing it from two or more perspectives." Nanerth applauds and hands the monkey a banana before hooking it with a fishing pole and tossing it into a near-by lake. The water crashes outward from the point of contact in a marvelous wave. "Exactly so."