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"Do you mind putting that down?"
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"Do you mind putting that down?"
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Send ✆ for a morning text
{text:} Morning
{text:} Did you get the papers I needed?
blueaquata
❝Why bother trying to fix it? Either way, it's going to look awkward. Better to redo it all together.❞
blueaquata replied to your post “Would anyone like a starter? Script starter mostly. Might do a para or...”
Quick question...out of character. How does one script role play? I've seen you guys doing it, but I can't figure out how to make it so nice looking.
Script role play is basically just dialogue with a sentence or two describing the actions. the spacing stuff and the other things? just things to make it look pretty.
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Send me a ❊ to hear my character's inner monologue after your character stormed off in anger and left and my character missed their opportunity to try and make them stay.
Aurora was left speechless. The girl had stormed out of the room after Aurora had misspoke, she hadn't meant to tell her she smelled vaguely like fish. It just sort of came out.
Sighing, Aurora placed a hand to her forehead. She wasn't used to not stepping on people's toes. Now this girl probably hated her. And her family. And her country.
Okay, maybe that was a little ridiculous. But the door slammed behind the girl before she got the word "Wait!" out.
The blonde huffed turned her back to the door. Why did the girl leave? Aurora was just about to apologize. What was she going to do now? She couldn't tell her parents she insulted the guest, causing her to leave. Her parents would be so upset! But they would find out eventually, maybe she should tell them.
Too many decisions. Going to her room, she flopped onto the bed, turning over to stare at the ceiling. She should apologize. That's what she decided, going to the door, she realized something.
She didn't know where the girl was.
Of course, when she tried doing something right there was always a glitch. Why even bother anymore?