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This was probably done. Still, it interests me. OOCily, I'm the kind of person who finds humour in everything, it's really not a difficult task to make me laugh, so I'd be lying if I said my character's sense of humour (as well as the sense of other RPCs) hasn't pulled a chuckle from me or two.

 

If you can provide an example, that would be perfect.

 

Sasha Rochester has a very sarcastic/dry/dark sense of humour. Though it may be witty a times, other times she does it for amusement's sake and can come off as that annoying brat in class you always wanted to punch in the face. 

 

Example:

 

Friend: *points at Goobbue* "Look! A Goobbue!"

S.R: "Really?" She folds her arms, narrowing her eyes at the Goobbue "Hmm... It looks like... A staff."

 

or

 

Friend: "Alright, you have to go to the machinist's guild and buy me a gun."

*sometime later, in front of the guild*

Friend: "Alright, what did you have to buy me?"

S.R: "An inbred Chocobo."

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Manari has never considered anything she's done or said as humor.  Before the Calamity she was usually just a very polite girl that did her best to try and fit in with Eorzean culture.  Now she's actually quite cynical and has developed a sense of sarcasm.  There are a few reasons this has happened, but this usually leaves others finding her anything but polite.  This usually comes out in tandem with her rather racist views against Seekers, Wildwoods, and anything regarding Limsa Lominsa.    

 

Example:

 

**A random male Seeker walks into the Shroudwolves FC house**

 

Seeker: "Hello, I'm looking for someone."

Manari: "I am sure there are dozens of Seeker woman in Ul'dah who would love to join your harem."

Seeker: "Wh-what?

 

Or something like:

 

**A Wildwood Elezen Wood Wailer knocks on the door to the house.**

 

Wildwood: "Excuse me, I needed some information on an incident we are investigating."

Manari:  "Oh?  The situation must be dire if you are consulting with the likes of us savages."

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Q'ilora has a somewhat dark sense of humor and often finds it funny when people get hurt doing things stupid things. 

 

Ryoko has a somewhat corny and dry sense of humor. For example:

 

Friend: "So I heard there is a creature in the East Shroud called the Boring Weevil."

 

 

Ryoko: "Maybe if he got a hobby he wouldn't be so boring." (Ba-dum tsh)

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Chachan, being the dork that he is, tends to go for the types of jokes that are lighthearted and hopefully lighten the mood of a situation. Sometimes even making jabs at himself if it'll make people smile. He'd love to be able to crack out the witty remarks and one-liners like he believes a hero should, but he's no good at it - and instead just quietly admires those that can.

 

Chachan: "A-ah, w-well, can't be odder'n a normal day at Coralhaus, right? Haha."

 

Gogon on the other hand - if he has any real sense of humor at all - is much more dry, biting, and overall condescending. Even his laugh is dry and raspy, and gives the feeling he's only putting it there because it's "supposed" to go there. Considering his focus on knowledge and intelligence, most of his "jokes" are snide jabs at those who seem to lack it.

 

Gogon: "Hm. I would think 'A for Aldgoat' would be more his speed, wouldn't you?"

 

I'm... not entirely sure what Judge's humor would be like. However, every time I think about it, I keep picturing Reiner Wolfcastle from the Simpsons.

 

Judge: "THAT IS THE JOKE."

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Corelyn tends to be very witty, and sometimes dark. She is very dry and sarcastic with better friends, and can sound downright mean at times when snarking at people she trusts to know she is being humourous.

 

Dail'a, on the other hand, loves puns. He uses wordplay and downright horrible jokes most fo the time. He straight-up rips off CSI Miami jokes, and I have a macro where he actually puts on a pair of sunglasses for those moments.

He hasn't figured out who it is that screams "YEAH!" off in the distance, though I'm tempted to write a non-canon Hildibrand one-shot for it if I get bored enough someday.

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Aaron's humor is kinda sad and dark to an extent. 

 

Friend on LS - "I just fought a Dragon, it slashed me good.  ."

 

Aaron - "Did it hurt?"

 

Friend - "WHY WOULDN'T IT?"

 

Aaron - "I just assumed you were a masochist like all the others who want to fight stuff all the time. I assumed pain got you off."

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Taken from an RP I've sent Rynathan through.  He can be a bit of a wise cracker when he wants to be, and I found myself amused at how naturally it come to be (and I apologize for the lack of a spoiler; can't seem to get it to work ><')

 

Rynathan drops a quart of water in front of the Au Ra with a heavy thud.  "The Wench doesn't take kindly to strangers soiling the floor with used merchandise, and if that commotion was any indication, Baderon might not let you back in.  Drink up."

 

M. M.: "....Excuse me?."

 

Rynathan: "Drink. The. Water. Too."

 

M. M.: "I have done nothin' wrong...I been here and been livin' here for a week now...maybe ya be racist...which be funneh ..cuz one time no one liked ya kind around from what I heard." She looks at the water and looks away. "I don't do fights...I can't fight so ya can't worry about me.."

 

Rynathan: "You know, the last lass with horns had a similarly lovely disposition too.  And, well, everyone's an arsehole at some point in their lives. That makes it important to not be the arsehole soiling the floors.  Drink, leave the mess behind you, and try again in the morn'.

M. M. eyes narrow a bit then slides the water away as she lifts the rum to her lips and drinks. "No...man tells me what to do....I haven't see ya face before so ya ain't the bouncer. I drink...I forget me name and I got lay in a ditch so ya can stop worryin' about 'dark' scales sullin' ya ugly pirate, and thief infested havin'. Now be a doll and stop soundin' like a controllin' arse and let me sink in me hole the way I want."

 

Rynathan sighs, sits down at the table, and with a long draught drains his cider with a mighty exhale at the end.  "Too bad. You're in a haven of 'pirates' and 'thieves' now, and you should know better than to try and get a cat to do what'cha want." He waives the waitress for another cider.

 

M. M. growls a warning though only begins to drink the rum a bit faster. "......"

 

Rynathan: "Besides, this hole of ours is pretty comfortable once you wake up in a ditch a few times."

 

M. M.: "...." Looks at him in alarm and grunts. "I didn't invite ya.."

 

Rynathan: "Well, your feminine wiles certainly aren't up to the task of running me off, and trust me- many a sailing man here will find that growl of yours quite sensual, so I'd leave it tucked away with your lacy unmentionables."

Rynathan smiles at M. M.

 

M. M.: "............" Looks at him like he is crazy then looks at her mug. "And they say I be off in the head...I ain't got no..whatevah ya be spewin'!"

 

Rynathan: "Now see, your wiles are all over the place that you don't even know you need undergarments.  Waitress, this lass with the hat needs more rum!  That is rum, right? Smells like rum."

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Humour is a big part of my RP, but often the character is the straight man to the joke. So quite often you will find OOC jokes in my serious RP, though often I can tend towards slapstick, sarcasm and irony.

 

However, for nebula I give you last nights RP just for an idea

 

Amielle S.: (low) I can't move.

Amielle S. squeezes her eyes shut.

Vale M. pats Ami on the shoulder. "Don't worry. This platform we're working on is made from the finest steel in Ul'dah. You won't fall through."

Nebula S.: "Ami look down at your feet"

Amielle S. looks down.

Nebula S. stamps on Ami's foot

Amielle S.: OWIE!

Nebula S.: "Look down again"

Amielle S. hops on her other foot, shocked!

Amielle S. looks down.

Amielle S.: That hurt!

Nebula S. stamps on the other foot

Amielle S.: AAAAH!

Nebula S.: "Want to look down again?"

Amielle S.: NO!

Amielle S. scowls.

Nebula S.: "See cured"

 

 

C'eleni M.: "No. Breathing, but barely."

Nebula S.: "Can you save him?"

C'eleni M. looks at Nebbs in shock. "Nebbs! You're the witch! You healed him two times before!"

Nebula S.: "Oh yes.. good point"

Nebula S. kneels down, and examines Vale for wounds

Vale M. has a scrape across his head and blood trickles onto the ground beneath him from the open wound

Nebula S.: "Ah he has a bash to the noggin, he really should wear a helm"

Nebula S. waves her hands mysticly over Vales head wound

Nebula S. then pulls out some smelling saults and holds them at arms length under Vale's nose... "Bog troll armpit sweat.. worst stench in existence.. unless you are a female bog troll in heat"

Amielle S.: Urgh!

Vale M. wakes with a start, his eyes popping open. "Disgusting..." He looks around at the three people around him and shakes his head. "I'm... who are all of you then?"

Nebula S. smiles as Xyn cures the head wound

Vale M. rises to his feet. "This is... where are we?"

Nebula S.: "He's lost his marbles"

Amielle S.: Maybe he just needs a moment? We should get him out of here.

Vale M. shrugs. "Not sure I like this place. I'm leaving."

C'eleni M.: "Nebbs, can you restore his memory?"

Nebula S.: "Well if a bash on the head made them vanish a bash on the head may make them return"

Vale M. eyes the pretty young woman as she walks up to him and smiles. "Hello! Who are you? I'm... not sure."

Nebula S.: "She is your wife"

C'eleni M. grits her teeth, her eyes twitching. "VALE MYR'IT!! YOU STUPID WORRISOME ASSHOLE!!" She slaps him hard across the cheek, the same slap she gifted him with in Ishgard.

Amielle S. winces.

Nebula S.: "And if hitting him does not work, wait until the swelling goes down, and if still noting improves I can brew up a forget me not potion"

C'eleni M.: "You better get your fucking memories back, because I am not going through this nonsense agian! AND I AM GOING TO PUT AN ARROW BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!!"

Vale M. looks at the older woman in surprise. "My wife? Wh-" He cuts off as a resounding pain flashes through his entire body and he goes flying off his feet. The world around him seems to blur and a loud ringing resounds in his ears. "Tha's balls, Eleni. What was /that/ for?"

Vale M. rubs the side of his face and winces. "I think you broke something."

Nebula S. dusts her hands off, "And another cured.. I'm on a lucky streak today"

Amielle S. gives a tired smile. "I'm staying out of the way."

C'eleni M. cannot say anything and instead breaks into a sob. "I hate you! You idiot!" Choking, she wipes away the tears, but more just follow and turns around, storming off without another word.

 

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