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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Fun RP => Topic started by: Angder on July 05, 2015, 10:11:36 AM
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Brief synopsis:
Greatfang, once a part of one of the richest families, fell into disrepute after numerous dodgy dealings, and scandals... eventually he was left with nothing, ruined by business failings, and, according to some accounts, blackmail.
It is perhaps no surprise that when a letter arrived to Mallious Greatfang, telling him his family now owned a mansion, he jumped at the opportunity, the opportunity to relive the glory days, a mansion, full of servants... and guests... There would be no reason to ever leave such a house...
Also, how would you leave? after all, the house has its own plans.
Welcome to Blackwind.
This RP is set in the 1930's, 1931 to be precise.
You can play any character you like, Resident, "Guest", Servant, even a ghost.
Rooms:
Entry room
Living room
Various bedrooms
Library
Kitchen
Dining room
Pool
Ballroom
Gardens (large) with their own cemetery...
Basement
Attic
Several secret tunnels under the house.
Rules:
No god-modding, if you do you will be kicked.
Powers are allowed but you must wait for me to give the OK before using them. ((Just post it in your application under "powers"))
Have as many characters as you like.
Pm for questions
Don't destroy the Manor!
Name: Mallious Greatfang
Age: 28
Species: Grey Wolf
Gender: Male
State in manor: Owner
Clothing/appearance: Pin striped suit, always wears suits, must look smart.
Weapons: does not carry a weapon, but uses a sword when needed, like any true gentleman.
Powers: owns the house
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((this might be a challenge but ill try))
Name: Lord setcho
Age: Old about 50
Species: lion
Gender: male
State in manor: A rich guest
Clothing: a luxury suit, red tie, smart black shoes
Weapons: a cane that he carries everywhere
Powers: none
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Name: Kromas Ndorai
Age : Looks 27, is actually 128
Species: Ghost Wolfsky
Gender:Male
State in Manor:Resident Ghost
Clothing/appearance:Always a waistcoat and suit tousers, and a top hat. Can't wear anything else.
Weapons: Who needs weapons when your dead already?
Powers:Manipulation of material objects, and form changing. However, cannot interact with the physical realm himself, only can be seen or heard.
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-setcho
*a rolls royce pulls up to the manor*
um yes, indeed this seems to be the place*
*steps out the car pulling his cane out, and paced over the the door and rang the bell*
one will enjoy staying here, it looks adequate.
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Mallious moves down the stairs with some speed, but then slows down as he approaches the door, Setcho... a proper lord... He had to remain dignified.
He opens the door. "Lord Setcho. It is an honor."
((Kro, Your power is accepted, welcome home))
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-setcho
and an honor to see you too, marvelous home you have here.
i trust you servants can acquire my belongings, and park my car
*moving to his side to show his car*
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The ceiling was draped with the decorations of a spiders living. They clung like children to their mothers.... The room was dark, way too dar k for any living person to navigate comfortably. The roof sloped down on either side, and the space was crammed full of... Well, crap.
Kromas drfited silently towards the exit of the attic, placing a top hat upon his head.
"It's been so very long..."
And now they return. This shall be fun.
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"Erm" Mal looks uncomfortable. "My servants have not arrived yet, I only moved in yesterday as you know... I trust you have a driver who can substitute for now."
((OOC note, I am going to wait 2 days OOC, if no-one joins as a servant, only then will I make some chars for it myself.))
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((okay, btw where is the manor uk, america?))
-setcho
*looks displeased*
ughh very well, Reginald! park the car and bring my things to my living quarters, spit spot now
a whiskey, if you dont mind mal
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Kromas gently drifted down towards the lobby. He floated just out of sight, watching the owner greet this new person...
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Mal nods. "That I can provide... follow me."
Mal leads Setcho to the dining room, gestures for him to sit, and then walks into the kitchen.
((America, its a more interesting setting for this sort of thing.))
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-setcho
*sits in a large leather chair*
ah most pleasing for my bad back, now mal have you heard the news....they've just finished building the empire state building, tallest in the world, quite an achievement wouldnt you say.
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Mal comes back in with a bottle of whiskey, he pours some for Setcho.
"Indeed, its an impressive achievement, America truly is a great country" Mal drinks some of his whiskey.
((Remember forum rules, We can't do anything that counts as Alcohol Abuse))
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Kromas drifted towards the dining room, and stayed just out of sight. He needed time to wait and watch these new additions to the house... To learn what he could use to... Give them a little scare, everyso often.
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((i know but i feel whiskey is an important feature for this roll ;) ))
-setcho
ah indeed, very nice..good date too
*taking a swig from the glass*
so tell me abit about this wonderful house
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"Blackwind... sounds a little ominous doesn't it!" Mallious grins, "The local tales all tell of all sorts of crazy tales... like a deer who got his antlers...you probably don't want to hear about this."
"Still its nothing but superstition, and now I know I have where I want to live... huge garden, warm beds, even state of the art technology, We have a Telegraph linked to the nearest post office! Just for us!" Mallious moves his paws in a dramatic fashion. "I probably ought to leave the whiskey for a bit..." Mal grins, and finishes his one glass.
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Telegraph lines eh? That seems... Hmmm...
Kromas drifted back into the main lobby, and stood over by a wall. He examined the chandelier above.
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Name: Zarco Night
Age: 22
Species: Folf (Fox/Wolf Hybrid)
Gender: Male
State in manor: Servant
Clothing/appearance: A Lounge suit for when he's working, more casual clothes at other times
Weapons: A non magic version of Blizz, he only uses this when its needed
Powers: Deactivated (N/A)
Zarco - *a ford model T pulled up to the house and Zarco climbed out wearing his suit*
This seems to be the place..
*Walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell*
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-setcho
i dont know, ive had my share of mystery and tales.....ive seen a fair share myself
*finishing his whiskey*
but yes, sounds nice.
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"Seen." Mal laughs slightly. "Surely you jest!"
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Best stay hidden...
Kro drifted back, behind the wall.
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-setcho
oh no, i'd never....you never know what might be out there, always keep your eyes peeled.
*stroking his beard/mane*
i think someones at the door
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Mal shakes his head. "I will go check." He moves over to the front door, and opens it.
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Zarco - Good day sir, I've come here to offer you my services as a servant in your manor..
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"AH finally. Come in... We currently have a guest so..." Mal reaches forward and rubs a speck of dirt of Zarco's shoulder "Ah... please... umm, help his Driver bring his things inside" Mal gestures to the Driver who was coming up to the door with Setcho's bags.
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-setcho
who is it mal?
*calling over*
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Zarco - Of course sir,
*Walked out to Setcho's car and helped to bring his luggage into the manor*
Where would you like this going, sir?
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"One of my servants" Mal called back. "Actually, what is your name young Gentleman?"
"And... up to the guest quarters upstairs" Mal gives directions to setcho's room
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Zarco - Ah, how rude of me..
I'm Zarco Night, its a pleasure to be of service, sir!
*took Setcho's luggage up to the room Mal directed him to*
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-setcho
very good, carry on
*taking out a pipe*
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Kromas made his way back up to the attic. For now he would wait.
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Mal returns to the dining room. "He is assisting your driver." Mal states "I should show you to your room."
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-setcho
very well, lead on
*lighting his pipe with a match*
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Mal shows Setcho upstairs, it is obvious his room was cleared up in a hurry, and probably by Mal himself. Still, while there is a lot of dust it is a fairly nice room, with a bit more cleaning, it could be fairly pleasant.
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-setcho
well, this is impressive. chandelier, beautiful art work, a king sized bed. one will enjoy him self here.
*resting on his cane*
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"I am glad you like it... now if you excuse me, I am going to retire to the library, The collection of books here is impressive."
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-setcho
um yes, i shall stroll the grounds, admire the scenery
*walking down stairs, carefully gripping the banister*
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Mal smiles and mutters. "A lord staying here... I hope he sta~... what am I saying... he will stay for a long time... We will be happy."
Mal moves into the library, and starts reading one of the books.
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-lord setcho
*starts walking the gardens, looking at the numerous amount of wildlife*
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The plant-life is diverse and interesting, the gardens are obviously fairly wild, and unlike the rest of the house, look like it might stay that way...
Post Merge: July 05, 2015, 12:43:24 PM
((Got lunch, be back in 20 mins))
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-lord setcho
*returned to the house and went to the living room*
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Mal looks out the window. "It... it is getting late I see..." He moves into the living room. "I am going to head to my room, it is late, and I must sleep."
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Thats quite alright sir, do you need me to do anything else for you before you sleep?
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"Make sure breakfast is ready by... 8oclock?" Mal asks?
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That sounds good to me, I'll be up at the crack of dawn to prepare breakfast for everyone, sir!
Hope you sleep well..
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Mal nods, and heads up to his room.
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*Zarco awoke at the crack of dawn and went downstairs to prepare breakfast*
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At 8oClock Mal Awakes, he gets out of bed, gets dressed and moves downstairs.
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((I have no idea what people in the 1930's eat for food o.O ))
*Zarco had already set plates and cutlery out onto the table*
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Mal sits down... he wonders if lord Setcho is up yet...
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-lord setcho
*walks down stairs after a pleasant nap*
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"Ah, Setcho, Marvelous."
"SERVANT! Is breakfast ready?"
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-lord setcho
ah yes breakfast right on time
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Yes sir!
Do you wish for me to bring it through now?
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"As fast as you can! I see no reason to keep us waiting"
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Sorry Sir!
*Brought through the food and set it down on the table*
I hope you both enjoy your meals, if there is anything else I can do for you, please ask me
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-setcho
thats quite allright
*sitting down*
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"Did you sleep well lord Setcho? I trust the room was OK..."
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-lord setcho
undeed indded, most pleasant
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"So... you are going to be here a while... I don't think I showed you the taxidermy room... The previous owner must have been quite a hunter..."
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-setcho
um yes, that would be a sight to see, ermm a fair while yes
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Mal finishes eating and gets up. "Zarco... can you lead the way?"
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-lord setcho
*walks behind*
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Mal enters the Taxidermy room, it is full of (as you would expect) stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes, a tiger is proudly displayed in the middle...
Setcho and Zarco both feel... uneasy as they enter the room... its like all the eyes on all the animals seems to... watch them...
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((Assume I posted this bit earlier))
Ah, I'm not 100% sure of where it is..
would you mind leading the way so that I know where it is for future reference?
*Looked around the room, feeling a bit uneasy*
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-setcho
i cant be in here, not this gain
*quickly exits*
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"Setcho?" Mal turns. and chases after him. "SETCHO!"
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-lord setcho
ive been through this once, never again
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"Been through what good fellow? Its a room of stuffed animals..."
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-lord setcho
*stops in his tracks*
yes, but theres something not right there cant you feel it?
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Mal Smiles. "Oh come on, the only thin your feeling is the house... the glorious house... Its just old... nothing to be afraid of."
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-lord setcho
that was my reaction, the last time it happened.....
*looking paranoid*
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"It?" Mal asks "and what would IT be?"
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-lord setcho
*gathers him self*
you mentioned something beofre, about strange things happening.....that is 'IT'
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Mal shakes his head. "You should confront your fears... maybe even accept them, hiding won't help!" Mal grabs Setcho's arm
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-lord setcho
maybe i have a reason to be
*as he was dragged*
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Mal drags Setcho back to the Taxidermy room, and tries to pull him towards the tiger...
"See! Totally harmless!"
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-lord setcho
*starts to hear voices*
no...please, i cant bare it.....
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Mal forces Setcho's hand up, and makes him touch the Tigers nose. "See... nothing... Fine I will lock the room if it disturbs you so much..." Mal sighs, and lets go of setcho's arm.
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-lord setcho
*holds his head*
owch, it huts
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Mal seems a little annoyed, but helps Setcho out of the room. "See? was that really so bad? Zarc? lock the door... I doubt we will be going back."
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Alright Sir!
*once they left the room, Zarco proceeded to lock the door*
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"Thank you Zarco." Mal looks with irritation at Setcho. "We should probably get him something to drink..."
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-lord setcho
you'll realise it soon enough
*straightening his mane*
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Mal sighs. "We should return to the living room."
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-setcho
very well, lead on
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Mal returns to the living room. Prehaps he does not like the house... too bad... house likes him.. house wants him here... best keep him busy...
"So... I assume hunting is not your thing... what do you do with your spare time Setcho? the house is well stocked for most hobbies."
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-setcho
*started fiddling with his cross on his necklace*
well i um, read alot.....l ike to write, alot of things really
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Mal's ears perked up "Had anything published?"
((TBCH if no-one new joins this RP by tomorrow I might just pull the plug, there is no-where it can really GO from here without new people...))
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((shame, it would have been fun))
-lord setcho
no no just personal stories ect.....
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((If you disagree I will keep going. but I feel like this is going nowhere :/ ))
"perhaps you should give me a sample of your work?"
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(( :( ))
i have a few notes
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Mal grins. "We ought to get you set up with a typewriter... I assume you must be fairly talented."
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-lord setcho
oh no, just a hobby i enjoy
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"Then its about time you honed that hobby INTO a skill... I will ask Zarc to find you a Typwriter...