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Teacher

Name: Brittany
Age: 16
Contact: [e-mail]
Why you want the Job: I think im pretty ok at rping and i want to help people who want to get better at it :]
What good will you bring us: I'll help people become better rpers and improve their skills for posting longer, getting more in detail when creating their characters and eventually helping people create their own unique style of writing
References? www.forgottenforms.proboards70.com
Are you applying for a roleplay or picture teacher? roleplay teacher
If roleplay, how long have you been playing? half a year but i've been writing since i was way little
Three photo examples please: none
Roleplay example:

Raven Mocker
Its the silence that cuts the boy to the core. The ringing haunts him daily and the deafening noise of the corpses claws at his lobes making him listen. It's bitter sweet baby, sick and twisted but delicious and inviting. Its a curse boy its a curse, a burden. Tie him up tie him up and watch him fall, oh baby its getting dark. Apparition appears and lights the way, down further further and the flames lick at your appendages. Looks like the boys taken a wrong turn, straight into the lenses of the curse. Flail, struggle, scream. No good boy no good. Black water will suck your form down and then there's no stopping it. Here's to the silence that cuts to the core boy cause you ain't got nothing else better to live for. Bleed bleed tainted blood tainted blood it matters little what you do to get down there. Restraints pull him back towards the pit and its a little to late to struggle now. Give in, let it take you, its warming down there anyway cold cold boy. Dreary lenses watched the crackling leaves rustle across the frozen cracked terrace. Places to be things to do for such dead things? A snort emitted from the boys nostrils and he lowered his empire until his kissers touched the doomed earth. The stagnant breath of frost bit at his lobes and ruffled clumps of his untidy tresses. Once dead the dirty fur fell down back across his sweat clustered nape and rested looking more like a nest of sorts than actual wiry hair. Whipcord lay in his pool of crimson and it tainted the hairs a ruddy color. Sticky and clumped the useless ribbon lay mostly still barely moving in the wind. Thin thin flesh gave way to protruding ossein that painted the boy more skeleton than living creature. Raven tinged pelt gave no shining luster in the moons dimmed light but the boy cared little for his appearance. Bloodshot lenses were hidden behind his eyelash strewn lids and a heavy sigh came deep from his twisted lungs again blowing the hurried leaves away from his maw. The boys form looked statue like as he avoided moving anything. And he would have looked like a standing corpse if it wasn't for the steady beating of his hollowed heart and the slow steady movements of his sides creating a rhythm for him to listen to. In.. out.. in.. out.. and in this way he stood shutting out the world and welcoming the silence.

The rancid breath of dear jack brought with it the delicious smell of a vix. Blood shot lenses cracked open slightly as he began his search for such a lovely smell. The boy raised his dial oh so slightly and lenses saw the girl standing before him like some waiting meal. He watched her with mind curiosity wondering why a lady such as herself wouldn't have better sense than to keep away from a boy that was clearly disturbed. Empire raising a little higher he clearly stood above the girl and took a feeble step forward faking the weariness of his bodice more than it actually was. Raven let out a raspy breath which hung on the air like frozen breath and let out low raspy words that slithered off his tongue in mock pleading "Please help me" He gazed at her deceivingly knowing all the while the pregnant dog probably wouldn't guess she was on the menu for tonights meal. Her speckled pelt unlike his own gave off a certain luster in the shaded light and it appealed to the lense with no doubt. Another feeble overplayed step was taken and he was so close to the girl now. "I.. got attacked" He lied with ease, the truth swallowed down his scorching throat he watched her for any sign of flight but saw none. A brave girl he noted, not very smart though. Lids flickered closed as if he was trying hard to stay awake when in actuality blood was pounding through his veins. Another step and the boy began a circle around the girl ending up by her right shoulder just beyond eye sight. He spoke again in a raspy tone as to not look suspicious "Raven.. raven mocker" He paused "and yours?" The boy stopped and breathed deeply still playing it up. Raven turned around so his rump was towards her empire and hoping this shielded any vision of him he opened his maw and craned his nape towards the top of her rump. Yellowed incisors aiming for her hide, he could smell her and almost taste the sweet flesh.

Maw clamped shut and lobes swiveled back at the entrance of yet another pregnant dog. Her dial was held high as if she was the queen of the whole d**ned place and his lobes pinned back before turning away from the young one to face the new arrival. "Yes so intriguing that you managed to disturb me" He hissed at her. Lenses flickered from the first to the second and wondered idly what he would do now with obviously his meal lost. Raised empire and bloodshot eyes looked down on the pregnant dog, who within herself also looked a lot like him. Raven ribcage still trickled crimson liquid and the scars that ruined one side of his form were tinged a blood red. Her side too was covered in scars and he stepped towards her, all the play of his being weak lost. A twisted smile spread across his kissers and lyri tumbled from his tongue "who are you pregnant dog?" Raven hissed the words at her before letting his blazing lenses say the rest.


Star Scream
Watch the ash filter through the stagnant air and the few survivors of this horrible mess walk out of the rubble covered in soot and debris. Chocking sputtering coughs taint the 'perfect' lungs of actors and singers and boy what is Hollywood going to do now? Ripping scratches claw down their faces and it looks like botox couldn't even save them now, baby its over its done. Let the sky fall down and the rain comes pouring from the darkened clouds. Light and warm it washes away the burden that the storm has created. Perfect faces being revealed, wash away the make up and the lies baby its time to show your true colors. Salt water washes out the wounds and fall down down crying. Darling these actors are done and god knows they have enough money to live out the rest of their lives but was it worth it? Souls linger in hell where they sold them to enter such a sacred place and dealers hunt around for the 'new thing' Recruit recruit send these soldiers home broken and bloody cause they aint worth nothing anymore. Rip down the posters and cover up the once perfect faces cause now they have to live with themselves. Rain falls down down and wash away the perfect storm, take them off stage and erase history to make room for the new plastics baby its over its done done, send these soldiers home broken and bloody. Fiery lenses flashed for another second until the whispered breathes of her friends twitched around her lobes. Leaving? their.. leaving? Crimson watched two friends leave and a broken cry fell from her lips. A numbing brain couldn't comprehend what had happened until she listened to riptide leave as well. Princess.. manners the words filtered around her cranium and she knew somewhere, somehow she had messed up but her icy brain refused to acknowledge that yet. Kissers fell open to say something.. a goodbye a plea anything.. but nothing came. Riptide's whipcord disappeared into the trees.. the darkness.. the abyss and she was left with mayhem who would surely leave her as well. Heart throbbed repeatedly reminding her of what a f**k up she was and her empire dipped to the terrace not even wanting to watch mayhem leave. Manners manners.. the words taunted her and she wanted nothing more than the boys to come back, she would forgive them.. she could forgive them and then she would beg for their forgiveness of her rude and inappropriate behavior... manners manners another broken sigh and her chest beat itself so she wouldn't have to later. Lobes went back in sadness as she heard mayhems growl and she knew her tirade was coming next.. it didn't matter she deserved the inevitable. Empire lifted minutely and her pain filled lenses found her friends facade. A weary smile spread across the girls kissers but it didn't touch the rest of her facade at all, it looked dead.. acted. "We put our two brains, lobes, lenses and bodies together to figure out how to get our friends back" Backstage backstage the actors fired.. yes their old news baby were talking back of the newspaper here. Make up smearing all are crying and the stars pack their suitcases. Baby there goes your fifteen minutes of fame.

Anything else? nope ^^