OOC Read before we roleplay.

Okay, so I want to set up some stuff that you should know about me as a roleplayer. 

I do write semi para-para. Depending on the mood and how the post is going. 

I do not like to do 1st pov because it is not first pov. I will write examples for third and first pov and what I expect if you chose to rp with me. 

Do not do: *smiles* Hi my name is Raina *bows.* -This is not writing to me it is lazy chat speak that does not build a story.

This is first pov: "Kai!" I called. I had gotten closer to the towering inferno. There was a body. A tall lean body, the body's hair was matted with blood and the flames had began to at its ivory skin. I walked a little closer and gasped. Kai was screaming. His voice growing in unshed agony. I ran to him. His ankles were burned and red. I began to pull him away from the inferno my hands in his armpits. Kai groaned. His forehead was bleeding slowly. I took off the jacket that covered my dress, the flames were traveling higher. I beat the flames that were crawling up his thighs. He screamed his brown eyes tightly closing. I saw the tears began to trace down his face. The fires were beginning to subside, the fire department hosing down the city. I dragged him to one of the red fire engines. The male fireman was directing people in all kinds of places, some went to shelters while others were being evacuated. I tapped on the mans shoulder hoping he would help Kai.

Third Pov: Hinoki chuckled. What was there to be envious about? His Korean wasn't too bad. With practice he could get better. She continued to stand in the kitchen, grabbing some chai tea for herself and the green tea for Ishihara. "My mother is Japanese. I was raised in an orphanage here, I inherited her last name and the women who ran the orphanage made sure I learned my Japanese." Hinoki was fairly open about her upbringing. Sure it was very cliche but it was her story. Her parents left her at the orphanage to protect her from the feuding clans. When she was ten she left, she wanted to find her family and in order to do that she had to leave and never come back. Hinoki heard the kettle begin whistling and poured the water into the mugs, bringing the tea and honey over to her coffee table. Ishihara had taken his jacket off. He had all these tattoos, "I ran away from the orphanage when I was ten." She set down the tray and handed him his cup of tea. She sat down in the armchair adjacent to him, taking a long sip of her own tea. "What do all your tattoos mean?" She asked after a long pause. She studied them from where she sat, the number four on his upper left arm interested her immensely.

If I see a hint of this *smiles* Hi *bows* I will no longer reply to the post. I am strict about writing. If you do the second example I am fine with that. As longas we discuss it first. 

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Queue: 

Minsoo: Walls|Waiting

Jonghyun:Walls|Waiting

Dara: Plotting

Kai: Plotting