Post by Cassie on Jan 21, 2009 7:28:17 GMT -5
Position Desired: Global moderator or moderator I guess, depends on which one you need.
Position Description: Well, I'd read through all the threads and do the fun job of making sure people were keeping up with the standards, and keep an eye on the godmoding and powerplaying. Luckily, I enjoy reading roleplays so that's not really much of a chore. I can also play Pokemon for other people to catch, and remind them if they have the option to evolve a Pokemon. It depends on how you guys are running this site, but I could always read through and accepted/reject applications. Some sites let the Mod's do this, other's don't, so I'm just throwing it out there. Again, depending on you guys I can also make boards as I do have quite a few ideas. I can advertise too, becuase we really do need more members. Oh, and I'd pepper spray the people starting riots and make them sit in the corner and think about what they've done. xD
Years of Experience: 6-7 years approximatley.
Characters Played: I play our favourite tulip thrower, Domino.
Thoughts About the Site: Well, I really like the plot and the concept of the God's. After Theik saved us with the new skin it's looking a lot better appearance wise which is always good for dragging people in. It's got a lot of potential, but still needs work.
Improvements: Well, we need to make more boards for roleplaying in. I also think we need some areas just for the characters; like Personal Computers, Diaries and what-not. I think we should incoporate some minor subplots into the overall plot as well, just becuase I like the drama. Oh, and members. Haul 'em in and bar all the exits. They will join; they just don't know it yet.
Roleplaying Sample: I'm going to lose points and re-post the sample from Domino's bio, becuase I'm ill:
Domino heaved a sigh as she looked at the man sprawled out across the bed. She'd been assigned to take him out, though she didn't know why. She didn't bother to ask either. It wasn't something she needed to know, it wasn't important. All that mattered was that before the morning came he had to be dead, and he would be. He'd been calling her Stacey for the last two days, as he charmed her. Or at least, he thought he'd been charming her. She'd 'tripped' and landed on his lap at a cafe and after blushing, giggling and and making sure he got a good look at her cleavage, she had him hooked. She was reeling him while he thought he was holding all the cards. But she'd been playing on his arrogance and his rather perverted nature. She didn't know why she'd been sent to kill him, but that didn't mean she didn't know about him. She'd done her research and knew just how to get the job done. She wouldn't fail, she never did.
They'd gone to a bar. She let him leer at her, allowed herself to be pulled onto his knee and held there. She'd even let him kiss her. Disgusting, but it had to be done. Her hair still smelt like smoke and cheap booze, and the foul aroma of the bar still clung to her. Even the sickly stench of the flowers laying on the table didn't help. Oh yes, he'd brought her flowers. Trying to be smooth and suave no doubt. She'd smiled and clutched them to her chest during the evening, playing her part well. Domino considered the roses for a few moments, and then rose from her seat and padded softly across the room to the small kitchen the hotel room came equipped with. She returned with a vase filled with water and arranged the roses carefully. Then she reached into her purse and withdrew another flower - a black tulip. She slid it into the heart of the flowers, and then activated it.
Wasting no time, the blonde dashed into the bathroom and shut the door firmly behind her. She flung open the window, and blocked the bottom of the door with a towel before turning on the shower and sliding out of her clothes. She refused to smell like this anymore. Domino closed her eyes and let the hot water pound down on her. Massaging the shampoo into her hair, Domino did a mental time check. Fifteen minutes at least, so she had plenty of time. She didn't rush, taking the time to unwind. She deserved it after having that man pawing her for the entire evening. She smiled and batted her lashes while she watched him get drunker by the minute. Eventually, he'd decided he wanted more from her than kisses and they'd gone back to the hotel. Luckily, he passed out almost as soon as they'd got through the door. Lucky in the sense that Domino didn't have to knock him out. She had no intentions of going to bed with him. Not a chance in hell.
30 minutes later the blonde was clean, and was pulling on her white boots again. She had to go and report and she didn't intend to do so in the outfit she'd been to the bar in, so had been smart enough to pack her uniform in the over sized bag she'd been using as a prop. She'd love to leave the beer stained top in the room, but that would be evidence. So it all went back into the bag, and would be disposed off en route. Kicking the towel out of her way, she stepped out of the bathroom and cast her gaze around the scene. Nothing had changed, apart from the fact the man was no longer breathing. That was all thanks to the blonde though. The tulip she added to the roses was filled with a deadly, fast acting toxin. When activated it was expelled into the area and killed anything that inhaled it for too long. Highly effective, except for the fact it had to be a high concentration and didn't last long. Perfect to take down one man, but it wouldn't be all that effective for a roomful of people. There would be no visible symptoms, and the poison wouldn't be in his bloodstream for long. The perfect crime.
As she passed the vase, Domino leant over and plucked out the tulip, sliding it back into her bag. No evidence whatsoever now, apart from the lipstick message 'Stacey' had left on the mirror, telling him not to call her. Domino slipped quietly out of the hotel and clicked her way down the street towards the biker leaning nonchalantly on the lamppost. He raised his eyebrows as she approached, and she tossed him the bag.
"It was a success."
She informed him as he stowed it in the box at the rear of the bike. He nodded and then climbed back onto the huge black contraption, revving the engine loudly. A slight smirk played on the blonde's lips as she climbed on after him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Not out of affection, simply because she knew how fast this bike went and she wasn't running the risk of falling off.
"Better go tell the boss then."
He companion muttered, the bike roared to life and with a screech of tires, the pair were gone, any answer Domino might have given was stolen by the wind; as was her laughter.
They'd gone to a bar. She let him leer at her, allowed herself to be pulled onto his knee and held there. She'd even let him kiss her. Disgusting, but it had to be done. Her hair still smelt like smoke and cheap booze, and the foul aroma of the bar still clung to her. Even the sickly stench of the flowers laying on the table didn't help. Oh yes, he'd brought her flowers. Trying to be smooth and suave no doubt. She'd smiled and clutched them to her chest during the evening, playing her part well. Domino considered the roses for a few moments, and then rose from her seat and padded softly across the room to the small kitchen the hotel room came equipped with. She returned with a vase filled with water and arranged the roses carefully. Then she reached into her purse and withdrew another flower - a black tulip. She slid it into the heart of the flowers, and then activated it.
Wasting no time, the blonde dashed into the bathroom and shut the door firmly behind her. She flung open the window, and blocked the bottom of the door with a towel before turning on the shower and sliding out of her clothes. She refused to smell like this anymore. Domino closed her eyes and let the hot water pound down on her. Massaging the shampoo into her hair, Domino did a mental time check. Fifteen minutes at least, so she had plenty of time. She didn't rush, taking the time to unwind. She deserved it after having that man pawing her for the entire evening. She smiled and batted her lashes while she watched him get drunker by the minute. Eventually, he'd decided he wanted more from her than kisses and they'd gone back to the hotel. Luckily, he passed out almost as soon as they'd got through the door. Lucky in the sense that Domino didn't have to knock him out. She had no intentions of going to bed with him. Not a chance in hell.
30 minutes later the blonde was clean, and was pulling on her white boots again. She had to go and report and she didn't intend to do so in the outfit she'd been to the bar in, so had been smart enough to pack her uniform in the over sized bag she'd been using as a prop. She'd love to leave the beer stained top in the room, but that would be evidence. So it all went back into the bag, and would be disposed off en route. Kicking the towel out of her way, she stepped out of the bathroom and cast her gaze around the scene. Nothing had changed, apart from the fact the man was no longer breathing. That was all thanks to the blonde though. The tulip she added to the roses was filled with a deadly, fast acting toxin. When activated it was expelled into the area and killed anything that inhaled it for too long. Highly effective, except for the fact it had to be a high concentration and didn't last long. Perfect to take down one man, but it wouldn't be all that effective for a roomful of people. There would be no visible symptoms, and the poison wouldn't be in his bloodstream for long. The perfect crime.
As she passed the vase, Domino leant over and plucked out the tulip, sliding it back into her bag. No evidence whatsoever now, apart from the lipstick message 'Stacey' had left on the mirror, telling him not to call her. Domino slipped quietly out of the hotel and clicked her way down the street towards the biker leaning nonchalantly on the lamppost. He raised his eyebrows as she approached, and she tossed him the bag.
"It was a success."
She informed him as he stowed it in the box at the rear of the bike. He nodded and then climbed back onto the huge black contraption, revving the engine loudly. A slight smirk played on the blonde's lips as she climbed on after him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Not out of affection, simply because she knew how fast this bike went and she wasn't running the risk of falling off.
"Better go tell the boss then."
He companion muttered, the bike roared to life and with a screech of tires, the pair were gone, any answer Domino might have given was stolen by the wind; as was her laughter.
After Thoughts: Well, I can do graphics so I can make banners/siggies/icons for people if they ask and have some patience seeing as my programs are lame and glitch a lot. I can't make sprites all that well though, I fail at them. Oh, and I'm quite active which is always a plus, right?
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