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Post by hurg on Oct 3, 2011 1:32:47 GMT
I shake the offered hand, "A pleasure, I suppose, Mister Francesco. Accommodations for the night would be a welcome sight, I've barely a credit to my name, though I suppose i could dip into my savings fund. Probably will have to, any lodging around here is sure to be expensive." I turn to Casius, "Not to sound cruel but don't know and don't really much care. He's here now." I turn to the boy, regarding him "Kids like you are a dime-a-dozen back where I'm from. Are you any different? Are you one of the few who, like me, will raise themselves above the others?" I rub my nose, embarrassed, and say "Don't have any food to offer ya' sonny but I suppose if you need shelter, and it's not provided here, ye' can come with me."
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Post by Major Chrispy on Oct 3, 2011 5:06:28 GMT
I spit on the floor. "Never said I cared, just...don't want to have that on my mind. Got enough (please do not swear) as is."
" And anywhere with a window is good for me, never know when an escape is necissary."
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Post by Esiphas on Oct 3, 2011 12:27:58 GMT
''Mister Carindus, please. You think that money is a problem? we shall find accomodation, and i shall pay for you. Money, credits whatever you call it, is no object, i assure you.'' I smile and nod, then move away in search of somewhere to stay.
(I don't know if there are any, so HB needs to say)
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Oct 3, 2011 20:20:02 GMT
"Up until three days ago I was a ward of the state, I figured this was their way of calling me in to put me in the Guard and set me to work. Your words are kind sir, but I do not wish to intrude." The boy says biting into the apple and smiling a bit. "Thanks for the apple." He says finishing every last bit including the core.
(and now we wait for HB)
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Post by Hellbreaker on Oct 4, 2011 9:17:45 GMT
As the visitors are talking to each other, not really getting anything productive done at all, a door far off in the hallway bursts open with a loud bang.
Hello, my dear friends! Welcome my home Urbem Alpha IX, I'm Donec Filius and I do hope that everyone that has been summoned is now here. *mutter*It would be highly unfortunate for those who aren't.*mutter* Anyway, I will have to excuse myself for coming so late to meet you. I had some very urgent matters to take care of, even if the matters we are here to discuss are by far more important!
What looks like a servant, a butler of sorts just with cybernetic 'enhancements' making up most of whoever this is, appears behind Donec. Static is heard as it starts to speak.
Dear guests, would you be kind and follow me. The Lord General has allowed you to live in personal rooms throughout the mansion. We will pass by the dining room, where a light meal is waiting for you. It would however be recommended that you come to your rooms first. the servant says as it turns around and starts walking away, everyone following in its steps. Shortly after having passed by a vastly decorated room, filled with lights and tables that could only be assume was the dining halls, the servant stops and the static can be heard once more. Your rooms can be found here, outside of each door there is a sign with your name on it. You are now free to eat or go to bed. You have important matters to take care of tomorrow! the servant says and briskly walks away leaving the guests on their own once more. As such the guests scatter, going either to their rooms or towards the dinning halls.
One guest in particular, Hurg takes a quick look inside his room. It's a very simple one, but by far more impressive than what he is used to no less. There's a mirror stationed just next to the window, which happens to be open. He couldn't find the switch though and was perplexed by why a mansion of the Lord general would need one in the first place, but he didn't mind being in the dark too much. There were a few lights from outside anyhow, they happened gave the room an almost eerie atmosphere. As he looks out though the window he can see that he is actually considerably higher up than what it seemed when he first entered the building. Or at least he could only assume, since he couldn't actually see the ground. The door to the room opens, light flooding in from the hallway and a shadow is seen against the wall. Hurg looks towards the mirror but sees only a silhouette before he is falling along the wall of the house. He's screaming, grabbing the attention of everyone nearby and their deaf mothers too but all Hurg can think of is the melody of I believe I can fly as he crashes towards his certain death hoping that he can utilize this moment to attempt missing the ground and fly to his safety, but alas.
Hurg has been murdered!
Current player standing is as follow: Dangeresque JWard Bjorn Bloodfire Blood Genesis Hive Carnithrope
hurg - Killed day 1 Peopleef
TheLostExarch - Suffers from writer's block and has asked to leave the game.
DAY 2 begins!
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Post by Major Chrispy on Oct 4, 2011 15:40:46 GMT
So many thoughts where swimming in my head. Who was that screaming last night? Why did he jump from the window and make all that noise, from all the suisides I'd seen none were ever noisy...
"Ahhh hell...shoulda gotten some sleep last night..." I mumble as I slide my knife into my back pocket. What ever was going down, I won't die. No way I could die, I survived the first armageddon war as a merc, so I will live this.
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Post by Hive Carnithrope on Oct 4, 2011 15:59:54 GMT
I sit on the end of my bed, cleaning my laspistol, empty, at the servents request, and think about last night.
He just jumped. He didn't seem to be suicidal but I suppose you can never tell. Still freaky though. He was only on the second floor so he didn't die straight away... rather three hours later in the hospital.
I'm not suicidal but if I was, I'd want it to be quick and painless... I'd have gone to the roof, I say out loud...
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Post by Esiphas on Oct 5, 2011 6:23:28 GMT
I awake earlier in the mornng than the rest of you. I get up, dress and wander around, looking for somewhere to eat. ''I wonder why they invited me, a butler, to this palce, ratehr than my master. Oh dear, Master would be eating now. Hopefully My substitute maid doesent ruin anything.'' I shake my haed. ''No Francesco, don't think about things like that. Your here on buisness.'' I straiten my suit. ''Now then... Lets try down here...'' He says, and finds teh breakfast hall. He sits at a table, waiting for the others to arrive.
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Post by Major Chrispy on Oct 5, 2011 6:34:04 GMT
I walk into the dinning hall and notice the man Francesco sitting at the large table. I stare at him suspiciously. I couldn't trust anyone, thats what gets you killed!
Pulling out a ration bar from my back pouch I take a bite. Tasted like trash, but it is better then risking poison....
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Post by Peepleafity on Oct 6, 2011 16:47:40 GMT
"Hello there. Arrived late last night. Hear there was a bit of suicide. Dreadful thing. Who would want to stop living? I couldn't possibly begin to imagine. The only possible thing I can think of is an assassin, but I have always been told I have had too much imagination and that I should keep my head closer to the ground. Not surprising that I am an acrobat." rambles on a man slightly on the thin side but with corded muscles.
Walking towards the table with a light bounce to his step he extends a hand towards Casius in greeting with the expectation of shaking his hand.
"By the way the names Liam." Liam blurts out.
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Post by Yuno on Oct 8, 2011 18:09:34 GMT
As Liam marched in blurting words like a fat chicken and generally appearing as a sputtering loon a soft giggle echoed into the room. A woman with strawberry blond hair strode in the heels of her boots clicking as they hit the floor.
She seemed to be dressed in what could only be described as stylishly. Her dress was a light green hue that seemed to perfectly match her eyes which were the color of swamp moss.
She strode forward laughing and sitting sideways in her chair so as to be able to fold one leg over the other in the most ladyliek of fashions. This seating style greatly showed off her pale slender body rather particularly her legs, "Hello. I am Acelyn" she offered no hand only declared it as if it were true enough for her liking.
She selected from the array of food a blood red apple and began to toy with it against her cherry blossom colored lips, as if uncertain whether she wanted the fruit.
Then as if she had made some decision she bit into it hard and began to talk around the fruit, "It was no suicide...that man was pushed!" she grins tauntingly around the apple at them, "Suicide is so old these days." she discarded the half bitten apple and instead began to drop grapes into her lips chewing thoughtfully, "Course the question is...why?"
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Post by Hive Carnithrope on Oct 10, 2011 0:24:30 GMT
I decide to check out the roof to see what's up...
After climbing up the stairs, I can see that there is no barrier of any kind and I have to be careful not to fall off. I look down over the edge. I'm directly above the site where the guy's body was found. There were still security guards and a large, dark red patch of blood.
Suddenly, I hear a noise behind me. I turn to catch a glimpse of a dark blue cape, trailing behind a cloaked figure, running through the doorway and down the stairs.
"Hey you. Stop!" I cry, giving chase.
I reach the bottom of the stairs, back into a wide courtyard. There was no cloaked figure to be seen.
I stop a passing servant and ask, "Did you see anyone pass by here?"
"No," he replies, hurrying along.
There were no other doors on that staircase. How could he have just dissappeared? And, more to the point, who was he and why was he on the roof?
Things are getting very suspicious...
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Post by Major Chrispy on Oct 10, 2011 0:53:53 GMT
This man...Liam...he seems a bit of a nut-ball...seems harmless enough...or he could be an escaped convict from an asylum! And that stuck up snob of a woman Acelyn, how does she know it wasn't suiside? She bears no marks of war so no warriors intuition. She also wasn't there in the hall last night...and where the hell was that other guy...
Casius returns his attention to Liam, and bumps his hand away. "Nice to meet you Liam, I would shake your hand but I seem to have ration bar all over my glove..."
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Post by Yuno on Oct 10, 2011 13:24:09 GMT
She stood as though something had suddenly come to her attention and she pulled her greenish blue cloak up over her shoulders and curtsying rather hastily to the two men, "Do have a lovely meal." she quickly lifted the apple she had bitten up smiling at them each once again before casually striding out.
I dont think that queer chicken Liam is responsible for what I saw coming in last night...That Casius is a queer figure...cold..capable even. She grinned lightly a spring in her step as she decided to let herself in to have a look around the room of the newly dead man.
Disappointed to find the door was locked she glanced about finding no one present it would be safe to use considerable means to get in.
Several minutes later she strode through the door checking the lock on the other side to find the door was ever so slightly crunched from the heel of her boot. She grinned, "I did always want to do that.." she then closed the door as best she could slowly pulling on the green riding gloves she kept with her.
She walked over to the window and quickly glanced out. She rested her hands on the window sill and then stepped back. The police and investigators had already been through here. Whatever they found this was no accidental slip out a window...and clearly no suicide. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and strode towards the door opening it again glancing outside and then moving to leave.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Oct 10, 2011 14:26:39 GMT
The boy walks into the dining hall, he is still somewhat shy around the others but sits near Casius and Liam, "I uh...I'm Sylus." He whispers. He had not slept a wink that night the scream he heard next door had kept him from that. But out of fear he had dared not enter the room for his own death would surely follow. "He died didn't he...He was nice to me I liked him." Sylus says picking up and apple and biting into it. "Mr.Liam can I ask what your proffesion is?"
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