Writing Prompt flesh-out characters

[CadmarLegend]

Try to flesh out any character (not one you already have) in a maximum of 5 paragraphs. You may ask... "how long is a paragraph?" It is... let's see... around 3 ~ 8 sentences?

Anyhow, you could try approaching the above goal from many directions. Maybe you created some on-the-fly plot you already liked? Perchance, you want character interaction to really give your fictional buddy a life and not turn out like many other WN protagonists? Those two are some main ways someone may try to show a better, more life-like character. However, those aren't the only ones.

Just let yourself write out any sort of character and make it as human-like as possible.

 

[killwrites]

I finished binge-watching a romance k-drama, so imma just quickly type a short scene i imagined

Spoiler

“Come October, there’ll be a huge fireworks festival along the river.” I pointed at the gleaming Han river in the distance. “We can sit outside and watch it from here.”

“Mm, sounds good.” A gentle breeze blew. Her silky hair flew out around her in every direction before settling back to cover her shoulders.

I unwrapped the popsicle we bought from an ajumma by the roadside earlier. Hyun-mi was still licking her popsicle slowly while I devoured the cold strawberry-flavoured block of ice in three large bites.

“You're going to get a brain freeze,” she simply said.

“As if.” At that moment there was a sudden stabbing pain in my forehead and I grimaced. Hyun-mi giggled.

 

[Scaver]

I finished binge-watching a romance k-drama, so imma just quickly type a short scene i imagined

Spoiler

“Come October, there’ll be a huge fireworks festival along the river.” I pointed at the gleaming Han river in the distance. “We can sit outside and watch it from here.”

“Mm, sounds good.” A gentle breeze blew. Her silky hair flew out around her in every direction before settling back to cover her shoulders.

I unwrapped the popsicle we bought from an ajumma by the roadside earlier. Hyun-mi was still licking her popsicle slowly while I devoured the cold strawberry-flavoured block of ice in three large bites.

“You're going to get a brain freeze,” she simply said.

“As if.” At that moment there was a sudden stabbing pain in my forehead and I grimaced. Hyun-mi giggled.

This kinda sounds spicy...

 

[Agentt]

I shall flesh out @Paul_Tromba

As Paul was walking back home from his classes; walking, since he felt his legs heavily need some exercise after hours of just sitting; he wondered about that girl who knew his name.
The girl was a classmate. One might think that it's normal for classmates to know each other, but Paul wondered why.
Why or rather how did the girl knew his name?

He had never talked to the girl before, didn't even knew she existed, yet, she knew him. She very clearly said,
"Excuse me, Paul," while he was accidentally blocking the pathway.

How did that girl knew his name, are there rumours about him? Sure, she could had just asked her friends about his name, but why would she? What sort of series of events led to a girl asking her friends who Paul is! And even if she did asked so, for any reason whatsoever, why would she remember it all this time!

Paul tried to shift his focus, distract himself; and he was reminded of yet another question:
Usually, his classes are from 8 am to 3pm. Sometimes they are from 9am to 4pm. Today, due to some reason, the classes were 9am to 3pm.

So, did they take the 8 to 3 schedule and remove the first lesson? Or did they take the 9 to 4 schedule and removed that last lesson?

 

[RepresentingWrath]

I shall flesh out @Paul_Tromba

As Paul was walking back home from his classes; walking, since he felt his legs heavily need some exercise after hours of just sitting; he wondered about that girl who knew his name.
The girl was a classmate. One might think that it's normal for classmates to know each other, but Paul wondered why.
Why or rather how did the girl knew his name?

He had never talked to the girl before, didn't even knew she existed, yet, she knew him. She very clearly said,
"Excuse me, Paul," while he was accidentally blocking the pathway.

How did that girl knew his name, are there rumours about him? Sure, she could had just asked her friends about his name, but why would she? What sort of series of events led to a girl asking her friends who Paul is! And even if she did asked so, for any reason whatsoever, why would she remember it all this time!

Paul tried to shift his focus, distract himself; and he was reminded of yet another question:
Usually, his classes are from 8 am to 3pm. Sometimes they are from 9am to 4pm. Today, due to some reason, the classes were 9am to 3pm.

So, did they take the 8 to 3 schedule and remove the first lesson? Or did they take the 9 to 4 schedule and removed that last lesson?

Do me next.

 

[Agentt]

Do me next.

...the only thing i know about you is
1. Based
2. Thinks penises makes teens giggle
3. Simp for @Zirrboy

 

[RepresentingWrath]

...the only thing i know about you is
1. Based
2. Thinks penises makes teens giggle
3. Simp for @Zirrboy

 

[greyblob]

Do me next.

...the only thing i know about you is
1. Based
2. Thinks penises makes teens giggle
3. Simp for @Zirrboy

me2

 

[Agentt]

me2

o/
I shall!

 

[RepresentingWrath]

o/
I shall!

 

[Agentt]

You sus me bro?

 

[Mellohwa]

I shall flesh out @Paul_Tromba

As Paul was walking back home from his classes; walking, since he felt his legs heavily need some exercise after hours of just sitting; he wondered about that girl who knew his name.
The girl was a classmate. One might think that it's normal for classmates to know each other, but Paul wondered why.
Why or rather how did the girl knew his name?

He had never talked to the girl before, didn't even knew she existed, yet, she knew him. She very clearly said,
"Excuse me, Paul," while he was accidentally blocking the pathway.

How did that girl knew his name, are there rumours about him? Sure, she could had just asked her friends about his name, but why would she? What sort of series of events led to a girl asking her friends who Paul is! And even if she did asked so, for any reason whatsoever, why would she remember it all this time!

Paul tried to shift his focus, distract himself; and he was reminded of yet another question:
Usually, his classes are from 8 am to 3pm. Sometimes they are from 9am to 4pm. Today, due to some reason, the classes were 9am to 3pm.

So, did they take the 8 to 3 schedule and remove the first lesson? Or did they take the 9 to 4 schedule and removed that last lesson?

Paul sounds like someone I know... who's name was not Paul

 

[RepresentingWrath]

You sus me bro?

It took you a couple of months to understand this. Great Job, bunny girl.

 

[Agentt]

It took you a couple of months to understand this. Great Job, bunny girl.

I was hoping you would say,
"Don't accuse my father of infedility."

 

[RepresentingWrath]

I was hoping you would say,
"Don't accuse my father of infedility."

 

[SakeVision]

The Kinda Shit I Write Under A Different Pen Name

Spoiler: Watashi, also known as me

Watashi licked the tip of the nail. Feeling the familiar taste of rust, she smiled and swallowed.
It wasn't particularly bitter or bad. It was just fine.

The hammer was pretty adequate too. Not too heavy so it could be operated with just one hand. It was, in truth, a bit unbalanced, but Watahi knew it would do the job just right. After all, it wasn't the first time she had to utilize this particular tool in such a gruesome fashion, and she liked to think that there is a unique, spiritual connection between her and the hammer.

Patting it affectionately on the wooden handle, she sighed audibly and finally turned her attention to the victim.
She carefully scrutinized the drugged-up girl tied to the surgical table. Still wearing her school uniform, the poor soul was probably kidnapped straight from the way to or from school. She was probably confused and scared and had nooo idea what was going to happen now.
Watahi giggled. Oh, she loved her job.

"Do you know why you're here?"
"Mhhmhmhmhmhhumm"

Well of course Watashi didn't expect an answer. The girl was gagged, and it was supposed to stay that way. The true purpose of the question was seeing whether the victim was still in good spirits to attempt communication, and if she still was....well, it was up to Watashi to change it.
And with this resolution, she hammered the first nail into poor Annabelle's forehead.

 

[Agentt]

@SailusGebel

A Sailus, not to be confused by a sailor who is ever trying to prove his might over lord of seas to his peers, is a lazy man.
His days are spent sucking the lifeforce out of his best friend, Zirrboy.

Sailus isn't a mosquito, but not for lack of trying. Sailus is a human being as ordinary as anyone, he likes to eat. And sleep, and do his hobbies. And not do what aren't his hobbies. It just so happens one of those hobbies include resting on poor Zirr's back while slowly suckling on his nape.

Contrary to my introduction, Sailus is not a pathetic man at all. He is quite amazing at what he does, and that is do some computer stuff which are a tad bit too complex for me to explain. Just because I am the author doesn't mean I will study an entire subject just to explain it to you.

But Sailus wanted more, he was the best, but he wanted to be more. A better version of best. A best-er computer guy. Stephen Hawking was his inspiration, he was a man who shut down all applications in human body just so that his mind can get more RAM. Hence, Sailus soon stopped moving, and began using Zirrboy has his mode of transportation.

Needless to say, he wasn't invited at parties much. He was used to, where he would be carried around in a wheelchair, giving autographs to nerds who understood the computer thingy he did. But ever since he replied, "penis" to a woman asking him to tell a joke; well, let's say not being invited to parties was the softest punishment he could get.

maximum of 5 paragraphs

You drink water. I drink anarchy

 

[CheertheDead]

 

[Deleted member 57675]

Try to flesh out any character (not one you already have) in a maximum of 5 paragraphs. You may ask... "how long is a paragraph?" It is... let's see... around 3 ~ 8 sentences?

Anyhow, you could try approaching the above goal from many directions. Maybe you created some on-the-fly plot you already liked? Perchance, you want character interaction to really give your fictional buddy a life and not turn out like many other WN protagonists? Those two are some main ways someone may try to show a better, more life-like character. However, those aren't the only ones.

Just let yourself write out any sort of character and make it as human-like as possible.

Which character do i want to give out? Hmm lets see...

The person wanted to smile but cannot smile. Deep and down they throughly go through their work. Hippity hoppity like a bunny, the stopwatch clicking incessantly. Come the start of the night, they shovel zombie foot by zombie foot, waiting for the next stop. Ding dong the door rings, the parrot sqawks Welcome Home! They trudge slide their feet, slugging through the kitchen. Bam the news recent crash. Bdop. Bdop. Like a robot repeatedly bringing down the mallet on the poultry. Eyes like dead end fire, their soul consumed morbid and lifeless. Fry fry fry. Sizz. Crunch. One chew at a time, watching the lifeless seat across them. Chucking glass of wine down the throat, snapping and screaming, chucking the glass at the empty seat. Silence. Pad of feet move pfft pfft across the wooden floor. Tinker of glass making a sound, swept away by tired hand. Hippity hoppity to bed they go, endure another nightmare and soulless day tomorrow for keeps. But at least there'll be bunnies in the dream, right?

 

[Representing_Tromba]

I shall flesh out @Paul_Tromba

As Paul was walking back home from his classes; walking, since he felt his legs heavily need some exercise after hours of just sitting; he wondered about that girl who knew his name.
The girl was a classmate. One might think that it's normal for classmates to know each other, but Paul wondered why.
Why or rather how did the girl knew his name?

He had never talked to the girl before, didn't even knew she existed, yet, she knew him. She very clearly said,
"Excuse me, Paul," while he was accidentally blocking the pathway.

How did that girl knew his name, are there rumours about him? Sure, she could had just asked her friends about his name, but why would she? What sort of series of events led to a girl asking her friends who Paul is! And even if she did asked so, for any reason whatsoever, why would she remember it all this time!

Paul tried to shift his focus, distract himself; and he was reminded of yet another question:
Usually, his classes are from 8 am to 3pm. Sometimes they are from 9am to 4pm. Today, due to some reason, the classes were 9am to 3pm.

So, did they take the 8 to 3 schedule and remove the first lesson? Or did they take the 9 to 4 schedule and removed that last lesson?

You have attempted to flesh me out. However, your lack of lore knowledge has become your downfall. I was homeschooled most of my life and I have never actually had a crush on anyone. Though I like the effort.