dear_mun | First time in an RP community, voice testing, needs lots of practice OTL

[If she worries that her stunned silence will offend him (hardly likely), she worries in vain. He doesn't even seem to notice it, and instead simply sits down at a nearby table and pours himself a cup of tea from a thermos. A thermos with a festive afro-adorned skull on it.]

Oh, think nothing of it. I am simply speaking from experience- many are the people I have met in this place with nervous outlooks and worried minds, fearing and fretting that their first adventure would not be a succesful one. But just as it is with all things in life, once they took that first plunge and experienced the worlds for themselves... they found it to be a far more pleasant ordeal than they ever thought possible.

Would you like a cup as well?

[Hanako stares on, struggling not to mind his appearance and instead listen to his words of experience. Her eyes move on the table, and the thermos, and the tea. She could use some of it for her dry mouth, but she's not sure she'd bear to sit anywhere near the person. He's being nice, though...]

I-I hope it's true f-for us... my mun had been watching this big place for a long time... almost a year, she says. B-but the negative side of it always held her back...

I see... ah, if it is not too intrusive to the two of you, would you mind telling me what some of her concerns might be? That is, unless you find it too nosy of me...

Not that I can be very nose, since I no longer even have a face! YOOHOHOHOHOHO!

[While the tea IS in fact perfectly servicable, no one could blame her for being apprehensive. For all his friendliness, spending over fifty years all alone on a drifting boat as an undead skeleton, surrounded by the remains of his former comrades had... resulted in Brook developing some rather off-putting idio-syncracies to maintain sanity.]

[The joke doesn't get a strong reaction out Hanako, but it did make her feel like this guy is not as dangerous as his appearance makes it look like, and maybe he might represent a reference point for the both of them, something they both pretty much needed right now. It might not hurt to try.]

Um... [She tries to collect her thoughts and form words out. It's not easy for her to express herself, given that she never confided in anyone who wasn't Lilly. Or Hisao.]

My mun's probably mostly concerned... a-about the fact that... she doesn't know anyone in here. She was not dragged in by a friend, she has no guidance, and she's t-too shy and i-intimidated to... ask people for directions. Because she doesn't want people to think that... they have to... [a small pause here] ... to babysit her. [Oh how she hates that word.]

She'd never written an a-application. And besides... English is not her first language... and she'd seen that some places require a proper use of the language... w-which discourages her quite a b-bit... [She has to pause here... boy is it tiring to speak everything out to a complete stranger that looks like he came out of a B-rated horror movie. For Hanako it's like she's lifting tons of rocks all at once.]

[THAT, on the other hand, he notices. His own experiences with a very withdrawn girl in his own game has re-taught him how to behave around people who aren't quite as outgoing as he is, and his voice loses its exuberant tone as he puts the thermos within her reach. It's there, should she want to wet her throat again.]

I remember my own application as if it was yesterday. It was, beyond any shadow of a doubt, the second most rambling, incoherent piece of drivel my mundane had ever written, and still... and still it came in. English is his second language as well.

Of course, that is in and of itself not very encouraging, no? We all have our own approach to writing, but you should know that it can, at the very least, be done! Furthermore I will tell you something he would have benefited greatly from having known back then- study succesful applications for the game in question. It is often the best way to learn what style and content is expected from a "succesful" application. For instance the game I am currently situated in has rather light-hearted apps, seldom longer than four paragraphs of text. Which came as quite a surprise to him after he got me accepted with his two page-long monstrosity~!

[Hanako sees the gentle gesture, and whispers a stuttered "Thanks", before she slowly helped herself with the tea. Her hands are visibly shaking, so she has to pause, resume, pause again, resume, not to risk a mess-up and spill the drink out. Just how frightened is she?

As the mister reveals some precious advice for her mun, Hanako feels the need to sit down, too. Fortunately there's a conveniently placed chair, and not too close to him. She has to hold the cup in both her hands, struggling to hold back her shivering.

... She brings the cup to her lips and sipped twice. After that, she let out a deep, stressed sigh, and tried to give him a thankful smile... which still ended up being a straight line.]

T-That's... helpful... we've never looked at it that way... she's mostly worried about the length needed to make a g-good application, s-since she heard of people taking so long to write it out...

[She sighs and leans back, looking down at her lap] M-My mun thinks your mun's English is so good... and... we wonder which game you are in...? [Just for reference, mun's head is ruffled by choices upon choices]

[Goodness, what a nervous little thing she is. It reminds him of the girls of his home-island some times, how they would fret and worry over how their behaviour was not proper and how their every mistake would shame their families reputation... he doesn't miss high society much, suffice to say.

Of course, he isn't entirely oblivious to the fact that his appearance may be frightening, and her burns may have contributed to her withdrawn personality. But this discussion is not about her skin or his un-life, and as such he sees no reason to think overly much of either point. The girl wants advice, so advice is what he'll give.]

Ah, but of course~. My game happen to be known as

cfud, which... stands for something quite rude and we are better off leaving it at that~. And compared to some of the places I have seen out there with their constant torture, threats of death and world-spanning wars... well, I dare say it is downright comfortable and cozy in comparison. Not to say that it does not have its dangerous sides either, but all things are relative~.

Now as for length, that is again one of those things in which you will simply have to identify what each game wants. Camp, as we colloquially call it, is mostly focused on humor so our applications are often shorter and more succinct- one usually gets three paragraphs, one that introduces our world and two for our character, and then four paragraphs of this... first-person narrative where they judge our 'voices'. But other places might require something far longer and more detailed, but in return they do not require the written samples to be succinct or necessarily amusing- just descriptive.

I... I see... [She gives a small nod, sipping again, slightly more relaxed.] She looked at that game in the past, and... s-she doesn't think it's something I can fit in...

However... as we are speaking, my mun eventually found some other place where it could still be easy to apply... [She smiles, although weakly] I've gotten reserved in a game called

asgardeventide... and my friend Hisao is coming, too...

I'm glad... but also so nervous... b-but... thank you for... taking your time to help us... y-your advice did it for her at least...

Yoohoho, how wonderful~. It is always easier to accomodate to new places when accompanied by familiar faces! Of course, should the two of you ever change your mind and come by our camp, I would be most delighted to welcome you onboard... ah, though I would most likely have to warn you about the day when all our clothes disappear... and probably the mistle-toe which forces people to kiss, and the odd and vastly inappropriate mating habits of the swamp gorillas...

[Brook that was horrible and you are horrible at giving advice. TIME TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT-]
But at any rate, I do wish you and your friend the best of luck in your new game. Just make sure to not have ~too~ much fun!

[Oh yes, he saw that Hisao is a boy and you two were looking at each other all soul-fully and with feelings of great friendship... and his perverted brain (even if it is long since gone) leapt to conclusions.]

Uh...U-uhh...we will keep that in m-mind...

[No, she won't at least. Unless her player decides to be a sadist one day and stuff her in that crazy place.]

... T-Too much fun? What's wrong with that...? [Hanako is an innocent flower WHAT ARE YOU DOING]

[Oh, not to worry Hanako. You won't have to keep it in mind- it will just make it even funnier if he has to tell you everything about it all over again~]

Oh, nothing, nothing at all~. I simply would not wish for you to overexert yourselves- one may have stamina, determination and great energy in ones youth, but sometimes the soft and slower approach is just the ~right~ way to go! YOOHOHOHOHO!

... [She thinks for a bit] I guess you're right... small steps and s-such... [He's the one with more experience after all. Also she totally missed the double meaning.]

[And he missed that she missed it. A circle of misses, all around!]

Indeed! It would not do to rush in and spend all ones energy in one go!

It would be n-not good indeed... [She puts the teacup down] Thank you for the advices... mister, um... [Oh yeah she never asked for his name, did she?]

Brook, my lady- 'Dead Bones' Brook, musician of the Strawhat Pirates! A pleasure to make your acquaintace~.

[He even takes a small bow and lifts his hat and everything.]

[A pause] Um... I-I'm Hanako... Ikezawa...

Then, lady Hanako, I shall wish you the very best of times at your new game. May you and your friend gain many a fond memory there... and may they be far more numerous than the un-fond memories you will make.

Thank you... I hope so for the both of us... A-and hope we'll meet again...

Until next time, my lady~.

[And he seems to withdraw, and this looks like it will end on a nice note... except before he goes-]

Oh, and do be careful when you finally get around to kissing the boy- he seems so frail, that a single unexpected move would give him a heart-attack! YOOHOHOHOHO!

[And then, he just... runs off into the distance, fast as the Roadrunner. Because that is how he rolls.]

..............

[Her jaw drops. It sent her to such a shock that she can't say anything, watching helplessly as the skeleton ollies outie.

...You traumatized her. THANKS A LOT ASSHOLE.

LMFAO]

[HE'S DEAD. HE'S EARNED THE RIGHT TO GIVE NO FUCKS ABOUT SOCIAL FAUX PAUSES.]

First time in an RP community, voice testing, needs lots of practice OTL

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WHOOPS then it became late and I had to go to bed. WILL PICK UP LATER.

Okay, I was gonna retire too anyway lol.

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Ha ha AND THEN RL ATE ME. Sorry for the late tag ;_;

Ohh it's alright~

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hdkshfjd ahahahahaha

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