Okay, this is something we used to do on a forum I used to frequent...ehm...quite frequently...().
It's vaguely like Our Play or Dramatic Rendering in Action only kind of...different.
I don't have much time (or I didn't) so if I don't explain properly I'll edit this later (or you can PM me if you don't get it).
Well. Firstly, we have a setting. As no one but myself is involved so far, I'll choose it, but IF it's popular enough then we can start another part with a poll as to which place we should hold it in. But I think before we do anything like that we should first established that there's going to be enough players to make it worthwhile. So it's an experiment, if you like.
We choose our own characters...you can be whoever you like, and it doesn't necessarily have to be like you. You can be a knight or a king or a whatever...but just make sure there's only one king to each kingdom. Well, follow the rules:
LOGOS: Logic/Reason
PATHOS: Emotion
ETHOS: Ethically correct
I forget who came up with it, it was one of the ancients anyway (Greek, forget if it was Socrates or Plato or... )...don't worry too much about the "ethos" part; it SHOULD be more or less a skit so it doesn't matter if it's satire/parody/etc.
So let's add another rule:
HOMOROS: Amusing
So, logos, pathos, homoros. Check.
Ahem.
SETTING: A Gothic castle. ()
TIME PERIOD: c. 17th century
MAGIC ALLOWED: Yes
DESCRIPTIONS: As long as you like
PERSON: First person (exceptions may occur, e.g. in the case of Taliesin)
TIME TRAVEL: Allowed, as long as we stay in the same PLACE if not the same TIME
I think that should be all...
As to myself:
CHARACTER NAME: Laurence Winterbury
OCCUPATION: Musketeer/Knight, depending on the occasion
MORTAL: Yes
APPEARANCE: Clothing, musketeer - dark blue/cream costume, navy floppy hat w/ cream feather, reasonable-sized rapier with "Justitia" written on it Clothing, knight - heavy, chinking silver armour with shield with heraldic stuff all over it; Eyes - hazel, hair - brown-ish, nose - roman, ummm...that should be all. Add anything else in the story.
Please enclose one of these at the end of your addition (so as not to ruin the suspense).
Oh, I forgot to mention...let's make it suspenseful.
SUSPENSIO
Without any further ado (*clears throat uncomfortably*), let's start!
(Passing note: it wasn't meant to be a narrative poem, it just turned out that way. You don't have to continue in the same style...please use whatever style you want. But please continue in the first person, I need a different point of view.)
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ROLEPLAY
Part the First
It all started one cold and dreary night. The wind was in the ashes, murmuring like a hungry child, but the lake below the castle was black and still, like the sky reflected in it.
I was at the castle table, alone, alone, alone,
Lonelier than any passing shadow,
A ghost of my usual self.
I did not feel like eating,
The cook had escaped by stealth;
And so I sat myself at the castle table,
Alone, alone, alone.
There was not a living creature
With me in the room;
Or in the hall I could well say,
There was space enough
For a tennis court.
There was not a mouse to share my solitude,
Not a weevil or a roach...
The wind alone rattled at the window-pane
Alone, alone, alone.
But then all of a sudden,
What took me by surprise,
Was something loud and clear and shrill -
'Twas a knock upon the door.
'Who goes there,' I spluttered,
Waking from my reverie;
'Tis I,' replied a wispy voice...
Like a cobweb on a tree.
'Who's I,' I said, annoyed at this,
'Do you know a man called Nose?"
'Tis I," repeated the voice again,
A voice velvety and morose.
'Open the door,' it continued, quite soberly,
'Tis locked, I can't get in.'
'That I should think,' I shook my head,
'Tis 'most eleven o'clock, to begin!'
At that there was a scraping,
A squeaking, and a screeching,
Like nails on the door -
'Twas late, 'twas late, I do confess
Perhaps the prolonged melancholy of the night
Had produced hallucinations in my head.
'Who goes there,' I repeated, brusque and bold,
'Who comes at such a late hour?'
When no reply I received to this,
Impatient, I unlocked the door -
Pushed it open, eagerly,
And in horror saw -