Post by rukia on May 3, 2010 16:40:10 GMT -5
Now in the posts threads we have covered the basic rules and how to be gramatically correct thanks to Kairan. But now I'm going to show you how a real, long post should be. Like I mentioned before in the "No one ever posts anymore" thread, I'm sick of seeing people not being professional, clear, or not even posting in the same language. Not everyone's first language is English, and I know that, but you really should try your best.
Here is a post I made a couple weeks ago on another site. I'm really proud of this so I'm making this an example:
Now your probably thinking about how insane I must be to type all that just for fun. Well guess what, you don't have to type like that. You don't need the graphics or your name on it, but I would like to see it long like what I just set out for you. It is optional, but highly recommended, that you should have a word count for your post. That way we know what you've typed.
Here is a post I made a couple weeks ago on another site. I'm really proud of this so I'm making this an example:
JuniperIsisFox
Juniper was not one the biggest fan of mornings. She despised the obnoxious beeping noise that her alarm clock emitted before it switched to its radio mode. It was so rude and it made her regret leaving the nest. She wished that she still had a mom that would shake her ever-so gently at exactly six in the morning, how the house smelled like pancakes and how her brother would play with his breakfast and eventually get maple syrup in his dirty blonde hair. She made her choice and now she couldn't turn back. She was only seventeen, but would live with the fact she was on her own.
That morning she had woken to a montage of early morning radio commercials. She didn't understand commercials; they just seemed such a waste of space. Juniper got sick of listening to them, but she was too tired to lift her hand and whack the clock's off button.
"Shut up." June muttered loudly and tried to muffle out the sounds of early talk-show hosts with her fluffy pillow.
Soon she began to drift off into dream land, much longer than anticipated though. She had become quite late to work, but she knew the Newtons would understand. She was fine with her job, it was cool and it paid decently. Mr. and Mrs. Newton were kind people anyway, not the least bit cruel. Their son Mike was a wee bit odd, but never the less; his heart was in the right place.
Juniper wiggled into a pair of grey sweat pants and her "I <3 Cereal" tee shirt. She combed her hair hastily as she strapped on her in-line skates. She wobbly got over the ridge in her doorway; almost slipping on her skates, then began off to her job. Unfortunately, Newton's Outfitters was not a short distance away. But, her werewolfness made up for that. She seemed to have had a sudden increase in agility, or maybe it was in her head. After all, it was mind over matter. So she began to skate and skate and skate, faster and faster down the path.
She arrived a little late. Juniper was definitely soaked. It didn't bother her, hardly any elements got to you once your body ran at a constant temperature of one-oh-eight. She just shook her head like a dog in attempt to dry it out, and then went inside.
Immediately, a warm burst of air met her instantaneously when the automatic doors slid open to expose rows and rows of sporting good equipment. It seemed as though most of the other employees were off on break and that she was the only one on duty at that moment. She walked over to a counter where she normally rang up customers' orders and found a small note from Mrs. Newton. It just said she would be off getting some things she needed and she wanted her to take over for a little. Juniper wasn't one to disagree with superiors, so she just had to go with the flow for a little while. She heard someone walking through the isles and rummaging through items of all sorts, so she just skated quietly to the back to give the person a little space as they looked at the selection of sportswear. June could tell that the customer was a vampire, due to the gag-rific smell that was just too sweet.
HELLO? Anybody there? I need some help!The girl yelled out for assistance, sounding very annoyed.
Be right there!What do you need?
Words?!602
Characters?!3,206
Reader?!Holly Anne Kingston {AKA SHOE-LA ?!}
Credits?!It all goes to me.
Now your probably thinking about how insane I must be to type all that just for fun. Well guess what, you don't have to type like that. You don't need the graphics or your name on it, but I would like to see it long like what I just set out for you. It is optional, but highly recommended, that you should have a word count for your post. That way we know what you've typed.
