This is a bit of introduction to the RP I was going to post... I lost it all when my picture ended up being too big. -Growl-

Someone's Journal

June 19th, 2453

Its odd. The past few days I have been hearing weird, echoing sounds whenever I am outside. Everyone else has been commenting on them as well. Police don't know what they are, and the military base near here has been sending jets into the sky almost non-stop. The sonic booms from their engines are shaking my house each time they pass overhead. I hate it. But, the sounds are oddly soothing. I wonder what they are?

June 21st, 2453

Its scary. The noises have become non-stop, and they are more eerie now. Deep, whistling sounds echo into the house through the closed windows and shake the glasses in the cupboards. Several plates have already been broken. Mom says that if they continue, we're going to move our stuff into the storm shelter.

July 4th, 2453

Mom's idea of moving into the storm shelter was a good idea. Not a day after we got most of our things settled, a storm hit and ruined our house. We're living off of canned food. The emergency organizations are offering shelter to those who don't have any and are providing food to those in need. Mom has already gathered several trunk loads. She seems to think this won't stop. My Daddy thinks otherwise. He's been sitting back, relaxing and reading his books. He is so cool and calm! He helps us, but I can hear Mom muttering under her breath sometimes about him not doing enough.

July 30th, 2453

She killed him. (-Tear Stains are present across the page. This is the only thing written across two pages.-)

August 7th, 2453

Mom killed Dad when he had his back turned... Buried the axe we were using to cut up trees into his back and then cut off his head. She doesn't know I saw. I am afraid. She has been slowly changing these past few days. Her eyes seem more yellow and her nails are definitely longer than ever before. She snaps at me at the smallest things and the meat we have managed to save isn't fully cooked anymore. My steak was almost all raw. I had to recook it myself over the fire. I burnt it, but it was better than what my mom gave me... I am worried.

August 20th, 2453

Mom came home bloody. She was smiling though, dragging in what appeared to be a large black bag that was bleeding. I asked her what was in it but all she told me was that we wouldn't have to worry about anymore meat for awhile. She said that the old man down the street went out and shot a few deer. I don't believe her, but I need to eat. We ran out of food about four days ago and I have been slowly getting hungrier and hungrier. Mom however seems to have food. I need to find it so I can eat as well as she is.

August 25th, 2453

I... Found out what was in the bag. (-Handwriting is shaky and uneven.)

Apparently, when Mom said the old man went out and shot some deer, she was lying. The Old Man was the one that was shot. He is missing an arm and a leg... I think mom has been feeding me his body. I have started to refuse to eat any meat and I think she's getting suspicious of me. She's been guarded in her actions and has been carrying that... axe. I've taken to carrying around my Daddy's knife. I've kept it sharp like he taught me to. I even practiced a bit with it! If Mom decides to hurt me... I will fight back.

September 14th, 2453

She did it... (The Handwriting is shakier than last time and blood drops and smears cover the page.)

She attacked me. It was after I confronted her.... (-A particularly large splatter of blood here.-)

She got me good... The axe is burried deep between my ribs. It hurts to move... Even to breath and everything feels all tingly... I can't see very well. I think am dying... And if I am, whoever finds this.. Please, remember me...

My name was Julia Anne Elderwood. I was in middle school. I was 11. (-The second 1 is scratched across the page until it ends.-)

If you really want to attract people to your RP then using journal entries as your intro is an excellent idea. There is just something about hearing the description from an IC and/or first person perspective that really draws you in to the world that the GM is trying to make you feel a part of. So kudos on that, my friend!

Now, what I am about to suggest may seem like a lot of work for just some RP but if you are really dedicated to it then I think it can make a lot of difference and add loads of flavor.
If you are going to use journal or diary entries in the introduction to the RP then you might want to consider writing these out by hand and then scanning them on to your computer where you can then post them up in the introduction. This will really work to catch the eye of prospective RPers and general readers alike. Doing it this way will also allow you to actually show the last 1 in the number 11 being trailed off rather than having to explain it in parenthesis. It also lets you do others things such as crumbling up the papers before scanning it if you wish to give the journal a sense of being old or worn and if you are savvy enough (I'm not) then I am sure there are even editing programs on the computer that can also help you flesh it out.

Naturally, though this is not something that you are going to post up in the forum since you are really only looking for critique on the RP itself. However, it is a nice touch to add if you ever decide to turn this in to a RP or if you ever start another RP with journal entries used to describe it in the intro.

Hope I was at least of some help and forgive me if my suggestions seem more like senseless rambling. I would like to blame it on lack of sleep but I cannot deny that sometimes I am just a senseless rambler. :)