Ezekiel

[SIZE=1]I'm very sorry I haven't posted recently, too. College has been so busy and arg >< I'll post this afternoon. So sorry, Vicky ): *brick'd*[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Lonely Fighter[/B], you should know the rules by now. This RP has no rating, an insufficient backstory and bad spelling and grammar. I suggest you fix these things before reposting this thread again. Please read over the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44318][B][COLOR=Red]STICKY[/COLOR][/B][/URL] again to make sure you understand the rules. -[B]Ezekiel.[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Welcome, [B]mirra1[/B] I'm afraid you've got things a little wrong here. Firstly, roleplays must always start with a recruitment thread, which goes in the Adventure Inn. Secondly, all roleplays must have a backstory which consists of at least three, good-sized paragraphs to explain the story and how the players will fit in with the game. Grammar is a must, too, and although your spelling is good I notice you have odd capital letters littered in your post. Just give a read-over of the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44317][B][COLOR=Red]sticky[/COLOR][/B][/URL] and get to posting. Have fun! -Ezekiel.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]To be honest, I'm not sure on the Photoshop front. It's been ages since I used it so I can't really remember much about the tools. I seem to remember, though, to add a glow to text is so much simpler because you can right-click the layer, select 'Layer Properties' (I think) and choose your glow/stroke from there. That may have only been for CS, though.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Yay, I'm finished. I know it's long-winded, but damn...I didn't realise there were so many steps to go through until I actually started to screen cap. Hope it's okay~[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Right, then. Here we go with a tutorial for typography, or [B]text[/B]. I use PaintShopPro 9 to make my graphics, so if you use Photoshop there?s a different method of carrying out these steps. (You guys have it easier, believe me). I?ve only covered one effect of many that could be applied in this tut, so feel free to ask if there?s anything else you wish to know. Even if you use Photoshop, I?ll try and answer. This is your tool kit. The buttons you?ll be using have been circled and labelled. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/screen_1.jpg[/IMG] I made a very simple image to show for this tutorial. In order to add text, all you need to do is click the button I labelled ?Text? and then click anywhere on your canvas. Your screen will then show this. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image2.jpg[/IMG] You will be given a lot of options at the top of your screen. First you?ll want to select your font style. Keep in mind that style has a lot to do with what stock you?re using and what kind of effect you want to give. For example, bubble fonts are good for bright, big and cute pictures, while a serif and more angular font is good for smaller banners and serious pictures. I?m going to use the Garamond font, and select it in bold and with a ?sharp? anti-alias. This simply means the edges will be slightly smooth. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image3.jpg[/IMG] Type in the word you want, and it will go into both the text box and the canvas. Don?t worry about the colour, size or position yet. Those are really easy to change. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image4.jpg[/IMG] Now, here?s the part where you start thinking of colour schemes. I find it?s best to select a colour from my stock using the dropper tool. I?m going to use the yellow. Now, PSP is a bit retarded, so make sure the colour you want to use for your text is the bottom box rather than the top. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/colour_palette2.jpg[/IMG] Now you have the yellow, you can change the font colour and simply drag the text to wherever you want. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image6.jpg[/IMG] Now let?s change the size. Click the drop down menu for the size whilst your text is selected in the text box and choose the size. I like a big font size that?ll fill the empty white space. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image7.jpg[/IMG] This next bit is where I?ll show you how to add a neat glowing that can be useful when you have text on a banner or graphic with lots of colours. First you?ll need to right click on your text layer, and select the option ?Duplicate?. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image8.jpg[/IMG] One the layer is duplicated; you?ll have two Vector layers (text layers). The top one will be ?Copy of Vector 1?, and the bottom will be called ?Vector 1?. You need to convert [B]both[/B] of them to Raster layers, which makes them easier to work with. However, this will mean you can?t edit your font size, style, anti-alias etc any more. So make sure you like what you?ve chosen! Right click each layer in turn, and select the option ?Convert to Raster Layer?. What was Vector 1 will now be renamed ?Raster 5?. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image9.jpg[/IMG] You may be wondering what those padlock symbols are by the side of the layers (I sure did for a few months). These show whether or not the layer pixels are locked. By default, all layer will be unlocked which means you can draw anywhere you like on them. However, locking a layer means you can only draw/edit over the pixels on that specific layer. This is really useful for text and when using the pen tool. Simply click the padlock symbol to lock the layer. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Image10.jpg[/IMG] Once I?ve locked ?Copy of vector 1?, I?m going to colour it white. Simply select a white colour and use the brush tool, running it over the text. Because the layer is locked, only the text will be coloured. Now it?s disappeared as it blends with the canvas, but that's okay. Next, select Raster 5, where the text will still be yellow. Click Adjust

[SIZE=1][B]"St-Steven?"[/B] Janet called shakily, approaching the mirror, portal, whatever it was, carefully. One hand was outstretched while the other kept Mary back, not wanting the little girl to go running off like Steven had. [B]"Steven come out!"[/B] her voice, far from strong, seemed weak now given the circumstances. She gulped and rubbed the base of her neck nervously, closing her eyes to try and keep her breaths steady. [I]'He's not your brother...he isn't. Calm down.'[/I] She repeated the mantra over and over in her mind, ignoring the urgent tugging on her hand. Eventually she looked down, seeing Mary with a face twisted into an expression of confusion and worry. The little girl was so young and probably saw this as an adventure. As Mary looked into the mirror she realised it was starting to become less reflective and more like a window. The panel cleared and she gasped as the sight 'inside' the next room met her eyes. Steven was there with millions of reflections, all on their knees and gasping for breath. The little girl whimpered and in that instant wanted so badly to heal him. She felt a tingle in the palm of the hand that Janet wasn't clutching, which was quickly filled by a cool shaft of metal. Mary looked down to see a Golden Arrow, awed by it's beautiful, yet deadly, shape. Janet glanced down and caught sight of the weapon, letting out a startled shriek and seeming to forget about Steven for the moment. Mary looked almost comical with the arrow, it being almost as big as she was, but it was still a weapon. [B]"What...?"[/B] the woman gasped, but Mary only shrugged. [B]"'M not sure, Janet, but I think I can heal him!"[/B] her voice was higher than usual, probably due to nerves, but the blonde stepped toward the 'mirror', pointing the arrow forward in a hope of gaining access. As soon as the point made contact the glass shattered around Mary's feet. The only sound heard above the shattering was a shriek of pain, spots of blood tarnishing the shards of once beautiful glass. [CENTER][IMG]http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c323/SamSandy/Labyrinth/labyrinth-deathcard.png[/IMG] [IMG]http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c323/SamSandy/Labyrinth/labyrinth-steven.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [/SIZE]

[quote name='cancer']How do I make reference pictures for the brush tutorial? I'm not sure how to take screenshots of my monitor activity or anything. Is this a stupid question -_-. I have a feeling it is.[/quote] [SIZE=1]There should be a 'Print Screen' button on your keyboard, unless you're using a laptop. In that case, it may be on a button with another function and you'll have to press it together with another one to make it work. At least, that's what my laptop does. I can't be more specific as it probably varies by model.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Guess I'll try my hand at [B]typography[/B], then...the PaintShopPro way. Ooh eck. x_x[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]What had seemed like only a few minutes had changed the lives of the whole group, now slowly breaking off into smaller sections whether out of curiosity or fear. The body, of course, was putting people off hanging around the graves. Scott stared at the ground, now stained black with blood, and ran a hand through his dark hair. One part of his brain was insisting that he should be terrified, or throwing up. However, his more rational side told him that something like this couldn?t possibly be anything other than a dream, or perhaps he was unconscious. He looked around quickly and stepped back from the body, shoes tapping against the large stone set in the centre of the field. Its gothic scrawl didn?t do anything to help his worry, so he quickly looked around to find someone who seemed to have their wits about them. He spotted an elderly woman who, despite her obvious age, seemed confident. He stumbled over to her and managed to ask where she was going. He was met with an icy gaze that held years of wisdom, and an equally cold reply. [B]?Scott is your name correct??[/B] Scott nodded and ran his hand through his hair again nervously, trying to avoid her gaze. [B]?Then I would think it was obvious, I?m getting out of here. I don?t give a damn as to what?s happening or as to where we are, so I?m leaving.?[/B] He shot a quick look back over his shoulder at the dead girl and gulped, walking toward the older woman. ?I think I?ll come with you if you don?t mind.? He said softly, smiling a little to try and hide his anxiety. She simply shrugged and continued on her way, walking in silence as the pair vacated the area. Vanna knew something bizarre, despite the obvious, was going on. A girl had died in a seemingly horrific way, and yet no one was screaming. People seemed nervous and worried, but she had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn?t sadness at the death of a girl, but selfish fear for their own safety. The hedges instantly made Vanna think of a maze, the kind she'd once run through, giggling, with a past lover. The younger man walking behind her was running his hand over the small leaves, his face pallid and eyes darting constantly to either side. He looked as if he wanted to be sick, and would probably feel better if he did. They were heading down a narrow passage, the noise of the group getting softer while the air only seemed to get heavier. Scott pushed his glasses further up his nose as the humidity forced a sweat out onto his skin, and at first he didn?t hear the small shout behind him. Vanna seemed to know where she was going, even though it was impossible that she did, so Scott tried to draw some strength from her. Then he heard it again, that small and high pitched yelp further down the passage. He turned to see a petite girl, her hair tied up into pigtails, jogging down the natural corridor. [B]?Excuse me!? [/B] she shouted, stumbling a little as she ran. She couldn?t have been any older than thirteen, Scott guessed, and he stopped himself immediately for the girl to catch up. [B]?A child shouldn?t be running around a strange place.? [/B] Vanna?s low yet authoritative voice spoke and Scott couldn?t help but shiver, reminded of his school days. The girl, of oriental race, scrunched her face up into a defiant pout, crossing her thin arms over her chest. [B]?I wasn?t going to sit around with a dead body. What did you expect me to do??[/B] Scott sighed as he watched Vanna take on an expression of annoyance, quickly reaching down to grip on of the girl?s hands. [B]?My name is Scott, what?s yours.?[/B] [B]?Feng Li,?[/B] she replied, relaxing a little and granting Scott a worried smile. She knew she had no time to think or rationalise right now, and that getting away from that horrible ?graveyard? was the most important thing. Her upbringing with many siblings had allowed her to develop a more mature, independent attitude and she had to trust on those instincts now. Despite that, she squeezed Scott?s hand, because any source of comfort was welcome right now. [B]OOC: So, to clarify, Vanna, Scott and Feng Li have broken off from the group and are in one of the passages. [B]EDIT:[/B] Rawrg. Sorry, Sandy, I had a brain fart. *brick'd* All fixed now.[/B] [/SIZE]

[quote name='Boo][size=1']I love you too. -.-;[/size][/quote] [SIZE=1]

[SIZE=1]It will be interesting as well to see how artists using different programs do certain things, mm? *PaintShopPro ftw* In fact, now that sakurasuka seems to have disappeared, I fear I'm left with Boo only in the PSP camp ): sux 2 b me I'd like to contribute to this, and perhaps it would be a nice idea for people to request tutorials for specific, more detailed pointers? I myself wouldn't mind knowing a few tricks some of my favourite artists use, so it would be beneficial to the seasoned GFXer as well as a beginner. Nice idea, hope it livens things up around here.[/SIZE]

[quote name='Engel][color=darkslategray][size=1] a White Chocolate cellphone.[/color'][/size][/quote] [SIZE=1]You have amazing taste. The Chocolate is such a sexy phone I can hardly stand it. Thought I'd want the one in deep pink. I'm torn between asking my dad to buy me that, or an[B] iPod Nano[/B]. Think I'll go for the Nano, though, as my MP3 player is dying a slow and painful death. There are quite a few games I want, like [B]Guild Wars Nightfall[/B], [B]The Sims 2 Pets[/B], [B]Kingdom Hearts II[/B] and [B]FF8[/B]. Some random anime things wouldn't go amiss, either, or a figurine of [B]Vincent Valentine[/B] from Advent Children. I'd also like a [B]shinai[/B], but I doubt that's going to happen. >_>[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Hello there, [B]neomonkey[/B]! Unfortunately, I don't think you've got the idea of how we work things around here. When you start an RP, you need to have a substantial backstory and general idea of where the game is going to go. Also, the point of the Inn is for players to reply in-thread, not PM their sign ups to you. I'm very glad you have a rating on your RP, but if you plan on recreating it just make sure you have a little more information for people to go on. Here's the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44318][COLOR=Red]Sticky[/COLOR][/URL] if you want to know more. If you have any questions feel free to PM myself or another mod. [B]-Ezekiel[/B].[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Beth stared for a few seconds before recovering, colour rising in her pale cheeks as Charles practically scolded her. [B]"I just..." [/B] she shrugged and sighed, sticking her hands deep into her pockets where she touched upon the crumbled letter again, remembering it's strange contents and why she'd made such an effort to talk to Charles in the first place. She took the letter out and unfolded it, ignoring the annoyed remark by Charles as she took her attention away from him. [B]"Charles."[/B] she said quite suddenly, seeming to take him off guard. [B]"Did you happen to see something like this yesterday?"[/B] she held the letter up at his eye level so he could look at it before he batted her hand away. [B]"What if I did?"[/B] Beth sighed at his stubbornness and tucked the letter away again, moving over to the bench so she could sit down and beckoning for Charles to do the same. He sat, albeit reluctantly, and moved so he was at the opposite end of the bench. Beth politely ignored the fact he was trying to distance himself from her and shuffled up next to him, holding onto the tips of her gloves. [B]"I think you have a power, Charles, so I want to show you mine. It's why I was so keen to talk to you in the first place."[/B] Before he could object Beth tugged the glove off her hand, the freed raw electricity crackling and sparking in the air, causing a few strands of her hair to drift upwards due to the static. Charles stared at her hand for a while before flicking his eyes up to the young woman's face, a small smirk in his hard features.[/SIZE]

[QUOTE=Vicky][SIZE=1] And yup, Dani and Charles'll be villians. Or as close to villians as you can get, heh.[/SIZE][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]Nooo~ooo, my darling Charles ): Ahem, I mean. >> I'll post when I get home from college, Vicky, so if you could hold out on the next chapter until this evening at least? [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Beth had kept her closed fists tight by her side as she was let out of the cell, smiling at Eden and politely ignoring the outstretched hand as a goodbye. She quickly made her way over to one of the officers that had arrested her the night before, trying to catch his attention with a low whisper. Eventually he turned to her and smiled forgivingly. [B]"Sorry we had to keep you ladies locked up with those punks, miss, but we couldn't take any chances."[/B] [B]"I understand,"[/B] Beth breathed quickly, starting to look more than little worried, [B]"Did you by any chance pick up any gloves at the scene, yesterday? It's just that...I have OCD, and the thought of touching anything frightens me so badly."[/B] She bit her bottom lip after the terrible lie, hating to have to fall back on that excuse when her own forgetfulness had put others in danger. She watched as the policeman seemed to search his memory before he shrugged. [B]"I don't remember picking any up, but I could give you a pair if you like."[/B] Beth breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, smiling weakly, [B]"That would be much appreciated."[/B] Ten minutes later she was out of the station, flexing her fingers after keeping them tense for so long. She spotted Charles across the street on a bench and offered a parting wave as she crossed further up, thinking he wouldn't want anything to do with her after the unfortunate events that occurred yesterday. Drinking was a nasty habit, anyway. [B]"Oh, hey, er...Beth?"[/B] she turned and smiled on auto, blushing a little as she saw Charles walking toward her, somehow managing to look both grumpy and shy at the same time. It was a strange combination, but somehow the blonde managed it, and Beth was caught between being amused and worried.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Gabriel Connor [B]Age:[/B] 23 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Race:[/B] Human [B]Alliance:[/B] The Second Order [B]Description:[/B] [URL=http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/25368399/?qo=7&q=by%3Aheise&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps][I]Gabriel[/I][/URL] Gabriel is a man who holds himself with a cool, calm demeanour. His face is usually confident, enhanced by his long red hair and intense copper-coloured eyes. He wears black or grey mostly in order to blend himself in with the shadowy alleys he usually 'hunts' in, a thick belt to hold his weapon strapped around the outside of his trench coat. He wears a glove on his right hand for more grip, while his left hand is left bare, rings adorning his slim and skilled fingers. Despite his uniform way of dressing, almost military in style, he does like to have his piercings and various silver jewellery to make him stand out just a bit more than his peers. [Image thanks to [URL=http://heise.deviantart.com/]*[B][I]heise[/I][/B][/URL] over on deviantART] [B]Weapons:[/B] A large solid-silver crucifix, about ten inches high and seven across, attached to the end of a six-foot long pole to create a spear. The end of the spear has a short point for it to do double damage and also to use for gripping into concrete or walls. Given Gabriel's grace and speed he can use the weapon incredibly well in close combat and will occasionally attach a chain to the end of the weapon for 'call back' purposes if he's against multiple enemies. Despite how destructive the weapon is, when Gabriel comes up against an enemy with a gun he would have no choice but to retreat or count on dumb luck to get him through. [B]Specialist Skills:[/B] Grace and dexterity are what Gabriel classes as his skills. He's fast and agile, able to dip and defend against his enemy before going in for a killing strike. Given how light he is on his feet he's very useful for sneaking up on someone or giving chase over the roofs of terraced London houses. [B]Personality:[/B] Gabriel is opinionated, and will only back down when presented with reasons that are intelligent and undoubtedly true. Many then wonder why he seems to be such a devout follower of the Protestant religion, but he has his reasons. While he does consider himself a well-educated and determined man, he also finds that he needs something to place his faith in. As he has said on many occasions; 'If there is nothing better after life on this dirty earth, then what is the point in going on?' He is determined to rise higher and higher in the ranks of the Second Order, showing his skills off at any possibly opportunity. He always knows his opponent and compiles notes on every vampire he has encountered and subsequently killed. For him, letting a vampire escape with its non-life is simply not an option. He would rather die than shame himself to his superiors. [B]Short Bio:[/B] Gabriel does not necessarily have a great dislike for Vampires, unlike most of his Brothers, but he was unfortunate enough to have been raised in a family with a fierce Protestant set of traditions. It was drummed into him at a very early age that Vampires were the enemy who should be destroyed and that humans should be saved and preached the word of God. While Gabriel always held onto those beliefs as a boy, he never became a very godly man. He had a strange, distant relationship with his father and lost his mother at a very young age. His father, the owner of a parish in Cornwall, wouldn?t allow anyone to come to her funeral save for himself and their only son. Gabriel had not cried for fear of showing weakness and had instead been forced into praying and reading the Bible in order to ?relieve his pain?. As soon as he was old enough to join the Second Order he did, which brought some amount of pride to his father?s old heart. The idea that his son would help to rid the earth of those heathen scum would be enough to make him die a happy man. Gabriel hasn?t seen his father since he was 15 years old, and doesn?t wish to do so any time soon. Talking about his family is a very touchy subject and Gabriel will fly into a fit of uncharacteristic rage if anyone dares to joke about his relationship with his father. [B]Notes:[/B] Gabriel responds well to authority, but considers himself above everyone unless they can prove otherwise. He isn't very well liked because of this and chooses to keep a secluded lifestyle. Well done, that man. ^_~ [B]EDIT:[/B] Decided to change to Second Order, seeing as no one else was joining them poor Protestants.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Beth had curled up into a ball in the corner of her cot, chin resting on her knees as she looked down at her hands. She was stupid, so [I]damn[/I] stupid. How could she have forgotten her gloves? Now she was reduced to keeping her hands fisted on either side of her, refusing to touch a single thing lest her powers reveal themselves to everyone. Surely the police wouldn?t let her go then. She barely noticed when Dani made his attack on the outside woman, her eyes too occupied by the deathly charge circling her digits. She did take notice when she heard Dani yelling, though, and despite his outburst she was relieved to know they?d all be getting out. She looked up then and caught Charles? eyes, smiling sadly as he acknowledged her. Perhaps she could buy him that drink when all this was over.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]As James said, it would be frustrating for moderators to have to PM a person, ask them for a rating and then edit it in. It's much easier for the person to just recreate the thread entirely. I know myself and a few other Arena mods will edit in a rating if we can clearly see the creator has simply forgotten it, but more often than not threads without a rating are breaking a few other rules as well because the members are new and simply aren't aware of how we run things. As for the rating system, as far as I've always seen it, they just represent Low, Medium and High. I don't usually relate E to something only kiddies would watch, just the fact that it has no mature content. I'm pretty sure that's how the ratings were meant to be seen; so saying 'PG-13' would be a little redundant, as PG simply means it will have mild mature content. I like DeadSeraphim's idea, too, and I'd be willing to work with that.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Once again, I'm hoping I haven't made a balls up of the situation. Would it be too much to ask if you made your posts a little clearer, [B]Kredion[/B]? I can barely make out what you're trying to say what with the lack of punctuation and line breaks. If I need to change, let me know. I just wanted to get Ozy and I (If that's okay, dear) in on the action.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1] [B]OOC: Kredion...what was happening in your post? I can barely understand it. I'll base my post just before Kredion's, seeing as I want in on the action before we get arrested.[/B] Beth gulped as Charles lunged toward the fight, a manic glint in his eyes as if all his prayers had been answered. She reached out lamely to hold him back but only managed to stumble forward, pushed on by the slowly gathering circle of onlookers. She let out a startled yelp as she tripped over her own feet, stumbling into Charles' back just before he reached down to flip the knife out of his boot. He shoved her away roughly and she tumbled to the floor, red hair cascading around her face, cheeks now stained pink with anger and embarrassment. The raw energy was practically crackling in the air and Beth couldn't deny the fact that the ones fighting, and even a few onlookers, shared the same abnormal abilities as she did. Tentatively, she reached down to tug off one leather glove and then the other, watching with child like fascination as the electricity encircled her fingers. She plunged into the fight, grabbing onto the first person she saw advancing on Charles, wanting to protect the only one she thought seemed to be on her side. The man she grabbed looked Latino and he shrieked with pain as Beth's small hands clung to his wrist. She let go quickly, shocked at herself for having done such a thing, and was quickly thrown to the ground again by a sudden tremor, the road beneath her cracking and folding in on itself in a mini, seemingly controlled, earthquake. As she sat back on the tarmac, watching the confused tangle of legs from her current position, she heard the sirens above cussing and shouts of pain. Slowly she turned her head, managing to see through the crowd of passers by that police cars were arriving at the scene. [B]"Oh."[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Wait...now I'm confused. Are the characters not in a restaurant? Should I edit my post to make them in the street or something? My head hurts. ):[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]"The...closest bar?"[/B] Beth looked up into the blonde's angry face, quickly releasing his shirt and putting her hands behind her back, just in case he changed his mind about being 'nice'. [B]"Well, now that you mention it, there is a relatively nice one a couple of streets from here. I could show you, if you like?"[/B] Beth considered offering her hand for a shake but thought better of it, instead starting to walk and see if he would follow. [B]"My name's Beth, by the way."[/B] She wanted him to follow, if only so she could ask some more questions about what was going on. The bar, which also doubled as a restaurant, was the first thing that came to Beth's mind. She couldn't possibly imagine why, but when she thought about it going there just seemed like the obvious thing to do. Just as grabbing the man's shirt had been, she supposed. So she started walking down the alley, not checking behind to see if the man was following her, but hoping that he was all the same. She reached into her pockets and clutched at the letter again, reciting what she remembered of it in her mind like it was a sort of calming mantra. Her hands felt damp and hot in her gloves but she tried to ignore that, instead concentrating hard on where she was putting her feet and listening intently for footsteps behind her. [B]OOC: Just to clarify, Beth?s heading to the place where, as Darren said, all the action seems to be at.[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Hello, [B]Midnightscar[/B]. There are a few things wrong with your thread, so I'm going to point you in the direction of the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44318][B][COLOR=Red]Sticky[/COLOR][/B][/URL]. At the OtakuBoards we ask that your roleplay has clear spelling and grammar as well as a substantial backstory. Every thread in the Arena also requires a rating, which is explained in the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44318][B][COLOR=Red]Sticky[/COLOR][/B][/URL]. I'm closing this thread, but feel free to recreate it when you've read the [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44318][B][COLOR=Red]Sticky[/COLOR][/B][/URL] and have made appropriate changes. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to PM myself or another Arena Mod. [B]-Ezekiel[/B].[/SIZE]