Writing Samples

For those who are considering whether or not to roleplay with me, here's a sample of my writing.



Crack! Amy's head hit the stone. Pain exploded behind her eyes. She slowly curled into a ball, the only thing she could do at this point to protect her battered body from any more assault.

He walked toward her slowly, a saunter in his step, utter confidence on his face. Rich nudged her in the ribs with his foot. He lifted an eyebrow. "Come on, Amy. Get on up, now. We aren't finished."

She coughed, bile at the back of her throat. "R-Rich... stop this... just..."

"We had a deal, you know." He crouched beside her. "You're the one who didn't follow through. At least I'm giving you a fighting chance, you know; it's more than you deserve."

"Deserve?" Despite feeling like a giant bruise, Amy's anger overcame pain. Her head jerked up, nostrils flaring. "Deserve! That's funny. Because you're the one who so clearly stands by justice."

"Ha, ha." He noticed her hand moving. When the metal flashed through the air, he did not so much as flinch from surprise, grabbing her wrist in his giant hand as the knife clattered to the ground. "You irritate me when you try to be clever."

Rich paused; the knife had given him new inspiration. He reached for it, saying, "Yeah, justice; perhaps I don't stand by it so closely, but neither do you, deary. You had an amount to pay me, you were forwarned, and you didn't make it by the due date." He smiled. "That doesn't seem very just. Now does it."

Amy bared her teeth, glaring up at him from beneath her bangs. "I despise you."

"It's mutual, darling." He held up the knife, letting it glint in the light. "Let me leave you something to remember me by." His grip still tight on her wrist, he pulled her in close.