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I'm usually available 5-7 PM.
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I would enjoy partaking in your social club/activity. My schedule is pretty open, so whenever is good with me.
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Well then, when do we put this delicious plan into action?!
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I'm open around that time I believe.
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Okay, until we can agree on a time, how about a little exercise?
This little exercise will help you write dialogue for a specific character. You'll need at least two characters. Basically, imagine a scenario that this character has just witnessed/experienced. It can be about anything. Now take your two (or more) characters, and have them both describe this same situation in their own words. Obviously the cheery twelve year old would talk about this situation in a different way than an elderly person. I'll use Banjo, Kazooie, and LOG as examples: Scenario: Banjo and Kazooie crashing into Showdown Town for the first time. Banjo: "Mr. Log sent us crashing through that portal in a vehicle. We were going fast down a ramp and I tried to stop us, but we ended up flipping in the square. Next thing I knew, some folks were looking at us and Kazooie was slapping me in the face!" Kazooie: "So we bust out of that portal going faster than Blubber can break his vehicles. We're speeding down the hill when Banjo flips the cart and we both end up face first in cobblestone. Some bozos waddled over, and I slapped Banjo to get him to get up already." LOG: "The bear and bird entered my world with expected grace; crashing down the hill and tumbling out into the street. A few of my creations went to investigate and were taken aback when the bird slapped her partner."
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Okay, I'll give it a shot.
My characters will be the 1950's young boy and the Elder lead cultist of the dark lord Khthpolguition. They just witnessed a man turn into a tentacled unicorn because an asteroid with a mustache fell on top of him. Boy: Golly! That man over there was just walking along, all fine and dandy. Then suddenly, this giant rock fell on him. Gee Willickers, I sure do hope that mister is okay! Hopefully, that mustachioed rock didn't hurt him too badly! I wonder where it came from? Cultist: This is it. The final coming of Khthpolguition. All of the signs have revealed themselves on this most horrible of nights. The Asteroid. The Tentacles. The Unicorn. The Mustache. It all leads to His coming. The poor fool that was hit by the Asteroid will be the herald of the His Evilness. He will lead the path into Armageddon. Man/Unicorn: Oh, my head. Did that asteroid hit me? How am I alive? Wait, I can't feel my arms. OH GOD! I have hooves now! Am I a horse now? Is this reincarnation? Oh god, what is that slimy thing on my back. Is that a pair of tentacles? Not good, not good. I guess it isn't all that bad though. my wife did have that tentacle fetish. The Twins have been asking for a horse for their birthday. I'll just have to accept my fate, I guess. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Okay, How was that? Did I do it write?
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