Post by Chevalier D'eon on Sept 22, 2012 17:21:42 GMT -5
This is a thread for you to post one of your RP posts and have it absolutely torn apart. If you're putting it here, you're accepting all responsibility for the criticism that comes after. This thread is to show you where your talents in posting is good but where it can be improved as well. It's entire purpose is to help you improve; so don't expect anyone to hold back.
So without further adu, i'll present the first post.
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Theater Of Twin Souls
Every decision made was making its consequence more than blatantly clear. It seemed in some level of arrogance this warrior was starting to forget the potency of a threat other heroic spirits could present. Perhaps it was the ease in which Assassin’s seemed to fall that had nurtured this belief to its current adult form. Even still; a mild bit of surprise wasn’t going to be enough to warrant the outcome of victory. Odd, Mordred had never thought that vanity was a threat that occupied his psyche.
As those metal grieves carried the heavily armored knight to the entrance of this theater hall, the same iron of his hand in turn was used to nudge its entrance open. At this point he’d air on the side of caution while still progressing, if there was a chance that these sources were accurate; father was about to be revealed to him. Maybe trusting an enemy servant wasn’t the canniest of ideas, but the boy’s options were quite limited in regards to investigating this. This wasn’t his forte, detective work and the like may not have been impossible; but it wasn’t a skill that he certainly excelled at either. The little the homunculus did possess came from instinct and ability to sense his enemies.
Mordred’s breaths became much sharper and held more weight within the confines of his helmet. Those gradual steps had reduced even further, nerves tightening up starting to feel like the reality of finally seeing his father was about to come to pass. This could be it, the time in which the knight would be forced to prove himself greater than his own king… unfortunately that would mean killing her once more.
You brought this upon yourself father.
He wouldn’t allow his mind to make excuses to justify why Arturia deserved to return to flesh. No, she’d been given plenty of chances in her own era to prevent Camelot’s fall and instead kept the steady path that could only lead to that outcome. Why should Arthur have a second attempt at life while the one that only committed the sin of loving and obeying her had to remain in the dark? No, they’d both sink back into the abyss together.
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As mentioned before, don't hold back; every detail that distracts you from the flow of the post, mention.
So without further adu, i'll present the first post.
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Theater Of Twin Souls
Every decision made was making its consequence more than blatantly clear. It seemed in some level of arrogance this warrior was starting to forget the potency of a threat other heroic spirits could present. Perhaps it was the ease in which Assassin’s seemed to fall that had nurtured this belief to its current adult form. Even still; a mild bit of surprise wasn’t going to be enough to warrant the outcome of victory. Odd, Mordred had never thought that vanity was a threat that occupied his psyche.
As those metal grieves carried the heavily armored knight to the entrance of this theater hall, the same iron of his hand in turn was used to nudge its entrance open. At this point he’d air on the side of caution while still progressing, if there was a chance that these sources were accurate; father was about to be revealed to him. Maybe trusting an enemy servant wasn’t the canniest of ideas, but the boy’s options were quite limited in regards to investigating this. This wasn’t his forte, detective work and the like may not have been impossible; but it wasn’t a skill that he certainly excelled at either. The little the homunculus did possess came from instinct and ability to sense his enemies.
Mordred’s breaths became much sharper and held more weight within the confines of his helmet. Those gradual steps had reduced even further, nerves tightening up starting to feel like the reality of finally seeing his father was about to come to pass. This could be it, the time in which the knight would be forced to prove himself greater than his own king… unfortunately that would mean killing her once more.
You brought this upon yourself father.
He wouldn’t allow his mind to make excuses to justify why Arturia deserved to return to flesh. No, she’d been given plenty of chances in her own era to prevent Camelot’s fall and instead kept the steady path that could only lead to that outcome. Why should Arthur have a second attempt at life while the one that only committed the sin of loving and obeying her had to remain in the dark? No, they’d both sink back into the abyss together.
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As mentioned before, don't hold back; every detail that distracts you from the flow of the post, mention.