Adding Depth

[Admin]

This is something of an exercise to add depth to your character and to help develop them. The way this is going to work is very similar to the other prompts thread except a bit more specific. The only prompts here are locations. These can be anything like “on a mountain” or “in a bathtub” or “in the rain”, etc. Try not to get too specific; you want everyone to be ABLE to write their characters in these locations and if you don’t think your character will fit, think outside the box. The first time I ran into this thread on another board the latest location was “at the Pentagon” and I had no idea why my character would EVER go there but, with some help, I got her there AND got a brand new, really fun character as well.

Now, I’m not going to put a length limit here since we have some people who like to write ridiculously long posts but the purpose here is to help you develop your character, not so much to do role playing so TRY to keep it a bit shorter.

Example:

Location: The Pentagon

I pushed myself off the wall as I saw Lance walk towards me. He hadn't spotted me yet and I allowed myself a hint of a smile. Our best agent wasn't paying very much attention. I shrank into the shadows as he walked by, completely oblivious. Five feet past me he turned suddenly and looked back. A large group of humans in uniform wandered in between us. They seemed to be in no hurry. One might think the pentagon would be a bit busier, what with their little war and all. When they had passed. I could no longer see Lance. I turned to go and almost walked right into him. He advanced and I retreated until I hit the wall. He put his arm by my head and his face close to mine.
"Well, well, if it isn't the little princess come out to play," he said quietly. Only our agents could get away with that kind of familiarity with me to keep their cover. And only Lance could get away with that sentence.
"Cut the shit, Lance. Did you get it?" I asked without patience. I was in a bit of a hurry. I had to get back to school before lunch ended.




Location: At a bar at 2am

[Ryugexu]

Though he did not care much for the tacky feeling of low-class scum around him, drinking away their pathetic lives, Reville sat in the bar sipping from a glass of fine wine, which alone cost enough to pay off someone's monthly utility bills. Being blind, he could not appreciate the ambiance that the owner of the pub attempted to create. He could only feel, smell, and hear the 'ambiance' the customers turned the place into.

Over to his left, he could hear a drug deal going on quietly. Somewhere behind him? Illegal gambling, someone's bet included sex with their wife. To his right, he could hear a man discussing what to do with a body of some sort with another figure.

"Disgusting." Reville grumbled to himself. He felt surrounded by filth, and he ensured his cane was not too far away out of paranoia. Paranoia happens, perhaps, when you are blind. Not that it made any difference to Reville. All Reville knew was that he was alone surrounded by lowlives. What was a rich boy to do?

Location: Theme Park, 2 pm

[ElliBleu]

It was a wonderful day, and barely halfway over. Velvet's little bob of a tail wagged furiously above the hem of her white skirt, half-floppy ears perked up among her short, curly pigtails. There was so much to see and hear and do and taste! An eager wave from one of her friends spurred her into a job, sandals clicking against her heels and more tightly clutching the large blue plush rabbit she'd won.

Her friend Amelia, wearing a grin almost as wide as Velvet's own, handed the dog two paper cones- one carrying a multicolored scoop of crushed, flavored ice and the other sporting an impressive cloud of cotton candy. They settled onto a nearby bench to enjoy their treats, cheering enthusiastically as the rest of their group screamed from the rollercoaster loop above.

Suddenly Velvet threw herself from the bench into a frantic dash, leaving Amelia juggling two snow cones, a sticky poof of cotton candy, and her own lemonade and popcorn. The girl practically tackled the poor mascot to the dirt, throwing him into a crazy circle and hugging the plushly-costumed hippopotamus tightly.

She really loved this place.
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Location: A balcony, 7am

[Admin]

Location: A balcony, 7am

Kaala stood on the balcony attached to her room, facing the eastern horizon and watched the sun rise. Her newest charge, a young girl named Arhyse, as they recently found out was still asleep down the hallway. She probably wouldn't stay, as most of the other children do. She still had someone from her life before who would love and accept her regardless of her new state of being. Whether or not young Rhyse's parents would do the same remained to be seen. Being that they were sorcerers, Kaala was doubtful.

As the sun came up, Kaala thought not about where the nine year old was going, but rather where she came from. It was Cade's doing, however much Kaala wished it otherwise. Naturally she placed a heavy amount of blame on Hiatt being that he had been the one to actually kill the girl, but Cade could have saved her and she should have. Or at least, that's what she was assuming happened. She didn't have details given that Cade had not been in a forthcoming mood, but Kaala knew her children well; she knew what they would have done, just not why.

Kaala had felt Hiatt die and had sensed that Cade had been the one responsible. She hadn't spoken to Cade in months; she had been desperately worried. Kaala had not wanted the first words she spoke to her foster daughter to be ones of anger so she was going to let it go and not use the emergency number Cade had given her long ago until she felt the birth of a new necromancer in Hiatt's place. Cade had been well on her way away from the scene when she answered her phone with anger.

Kaala bit back her own angry retort. She had not raised Cade to kill in anger. She was worried again but let it go since the new necromancer was far more important than their pride. Cade had responded with shock before realization struck her. What she stuttered then before hanging up abruptly made little sense to Kaala. The only coherent sentence had been "what have I done?"

Moments later there had been a knock on Kaala's front door. A dirty, bloody, bruised and soaked Cade stood on the front door looking an even mixture of pissed and like she wanted to cry. She was holding in her arms the body of a child whose torso was soaked in blood. Cade looked guilty as she stepped over the threshold and set the girl down on the couch before dissapearing in a thick cloud of black smoke.

The sun had cleared the tree line and Kaala could feel its warmth on her face. Perhaps Kaala would never feel Death's cold but relaxing embrace, but she smiled slightly as she realized she could live happily without it as long as she always got to feel this.

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Location: High school auditorium

[Netreemic]

Location: High school auditorium

The crowd was on its feet, applause filling the auditorium. The space was almost thrumming with the sound. Jören linked arms with his fellow students, bowing low before rising with a beaming smile. Still linked, the troupe stepped back as the curtain fell for the last time and they fell to victory dances. And Rachel Okin was kissing him. Ka-ching~! Catcalls filled the air and the pair pulled apart, equally scarlet.

“See you at the party Jamie.” He waved back dazedly as Rachel ran off to join the girls in the dressing area.

“See you at the party Jamie,” echoed in a mocking falsetto. Jören hit the guy with a light punch, laughing nonetheless.

“Hafta hand it to you,” another actor piped up, rubbing a cloth across his face to remove the runny makeup, “Okin’s about the best use of a second chance.” A cheer went up at that, an assortment of soda, power drinks and bottled water raised and knocked together.

“To the J-Man! Even a brain tumor couldn’t stop him!” Cries of Revolution! and Two Years and counting, bitches! rose in reply.

“To the next show!” The roar grew louder. “May it be another sell out!”

“To kissing Rachel Okin!” They fell once more to laughter and began to disperse, shouting out offers of car pools and directions. Jören nodded happily along, politely turning down offers and returning one-armed hugs until he was the last one on the dimly lit stage. With one last lingering look around the set, he clicked off the lights and walked into the hallway. Humming the overture piece, he set off down the hall, fingers tracing along the lockers.

He paused as his hands came to rest on the handles of the door. This was it: the end of high school. Smiling lightly, he pushed the door open, the snap of cold air rushing past. “It’s been fun, Jamie Nolin.”

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Next Location: Planetarium

[ElliBleu]

[Short, for once!]

River was laughing so hard she felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes as they crossed the planetarium parking lot, one arm curled around her dear Chase and the other wrapped protectively around the gift he'd just presented to the other werewolf. The blonde male was grinning almost ear to ear as he watched the object of his relentless affection beneath his arm, quite sure he had outdone himself this time if River's unending giggle-fit was any indication.

And then River was laughing again, raising a hand to wipe her eyes and bringing the surprisingly detailed moon beachball up for inspection. "Oh, Chase, I just don't know if we should play with this. What if we get too excited and confused and wind up shifting, right there on the beach!" she managed breathlessly. She was just too adorable, Chase couldn't help but smash a kiss to her temple and give her a little squeeze. "We'll invite Mason and Adrian. They'll keep us in line."

Their raucous laughter, clinging to one another and a lunar ball, garnered more than a few stares, but the two never seemed to mind the attention.

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Location: Garden