Konnichiwa...
May 20, 2014 1:55:55 GMT -6
Post by Sakura Honda on May 20, 2014 1:55:55 GMT -6
Hi, everyone! My name's Rei. No, I'm not a swimmer. It's great to meet you all.
I'm actually fairly new to RPing, so I hope I'm decent enough for this. I'm fourteen, almost fifteen. I haven't had much experience with RPing, but I'veattempted to roleplay America, Japan, and Hong Kong, China and (South) Korea as well. I have RPed in script, semi-literate, and literate styles. And since I'm pretty sure I have to say a little something about pairings, I'm very okay with any pairing, there's no pairing I particularly dislike. I'm not going to put down my main ships, because I have a whole armada, pretty much.
Besides being a great and terrible fangirl, I enjoy writing (especially romance and psychological horror fiction). I enjoy photography, working for the school paper, and singing and dancing. I also like to eatmy feelings. Thanks for stopping by and reading this.
And lastly, I'd like to include a little snippet of writing that I've done.
Flashing lights. Loud music. Sakura looked around at her surroundings, half in awe and half in disgust. "This is not the tea ceremony you promised, Arufureddo-san," she mumbled to herself. She had worn a beautiful festive kimono in an effort to look decent at the ceremony, but now she sighed with disappointment at herself for being so gullible. As if that wasn't bad enough, the petite Japanese couldn't help but notice the curious looks she got from people, but whether it was because of her elaborate dress or her height, she didn't know. She was a few inches shorter than all of the people where, at least, and the inferiority she felt was disgraceful. With a small humph of indignation, Sakura shuffled through the mass of music, lust, and alcohol, hoping that Alfred would at least be courteous enough to be present at the club to keep her company.
I'm actually fairly new to RPing, so I hope I'm decent enough for this. I'm fourteen, almost fifteen. I haven't had much experience with RPing, but I've
Besides being a great and terrible fangirl, I enjoy writing (especially romance and psychological horror fiction). I enjoy photography, working for the school paper, and singing and dancing. I also like to eat
And lastly, I'd like to include a little snippet of writing that I've done.
Flashing lights. Loud music. Sakura looked around at her surroundings, half in awe and half in disgust. "This is not the tea ceremony you promised, Arufureddo-san," she mumbled to herself. She had worn a beautiful festive kimono in an effort to look decent at the ceremony, but now she sighed with disappointment at herself for being so gullible. As if that wasn't bad enough, the petite Japanese couldn't help but notice the curious looks she got from people, but whether it was because of her elaborate dress or her height, she didn't know. She was a few inches shorter than all of the people where, at least, and the inferiority she felt was disgraceful. With a small humph of indignation, Sakura shuffled through the mass of music, lust, and alcohol, hoping that Alfred would at least be courteous enough to be present at the club to keep her company.