Post by Obscurité on Jun 2, 2006 13:23:12 GMT -5
Staff Tryout
(Updated.)
- Why do you want to become a teacher?: I am greatly upset at how people mock newbies for tlking lyke tis. They do not know any better, and many a time I try to stand up for them if they do not behave rudely. And so, I wish to become a 'teacher' as to help my students become more fluent writers, and so they can take pride in their role playing. This way, when they return to the place where people mocked them, the student can shock and bring shame upon them with their newly found great writing skills. Better yet, this will be something good for the 'bullies' as well, for they can learn a great lesson in this all. I too will have learned something from my getting to experience teaching a student in need.
- How do you plan on helping students?:I wish to help them by first teaching them correct grammar. It is slightly annoying to have to role play with someone who who spells 'the' wrong. Next I will help them type up a few sentences, correcting their mistakes along the way. Then I suppose I would teach them how to type up a generally literate paragraph. Once they have this down, it should be easy for them to type a full fledged introduction post or anything else of the like. If this is asking too much of the student, we will go back to righting simple sentences, then work our way up very slowly.
- Give us an example of your skill: Black paws kissed the earth, as silent as stars. Greyish black tail waved in the air proudly. Broad chest was puffed out. Long, pointed muzzle pointed homeward. Yellow eyes glared through the thickets. What menacing creature could have such ferocious features? One of black heart, mind you.One with the heart of a wolf.
A black heart. What exactly is that, you may ask? It is the way of a fallen wolf, it is. And so this angry soul was no less hurt then the other black hearted ones, and that is all there is. The male padded swiftly through the forest, never blinking, and never shifting his course. Why would a demon blink? Let darkness overwhelm his own?
He wouldn’t, I tell you! He wouldn’t. And this one is no different. That is all there is. This creature had a marking on his flank, not received from a ritual, but rather by accident. The wolf had been in a fight, he was, and the stain of blood had left the Japanese symbol of pain. And that is all there is.
This male was in exile. Banned from his own pack. The wolf of little faith had killed his own brother in law, or by wolf law, that’d be. “Ye wolf, curses to you!” And so it was done. He was cursed. That is all there is. This wolf, oh his temper shall be the death of him!
Why? This male would strike the head of any who had given him a friendly gesture, and shred the clothes of any men who dared approach him. But no, this devil was as sly as a fox. First, he’d get close to any wolf, before any damage is done to him. That is why he’s a demon, and that is all there is.
Wolf, why come and bring treachery to the souls of others? Has your heart not seen anough death? Is your life to rued with pain and violence? No, maybe not. We will have to wait and see, reader. And that is all there is.
The male raised his head to the heavens, ears perked. What's that you hear? It be others, you devil. The others that shall end up underneath your paw, crying for mercy as you tear them to shreds! Wolf, have mercy upon them!
For I, your concioncous, have mercy upon you. But no. The demon lowered his head to his chest, formed his mouth in a circle, and slowly pushing up, he sang. He sang a song that told of life and death, love and loss, sorrow and misery. Then, just as soon as he began, the brute stopped...and waited for their arival.
