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I N T R O D U C T I O N ________X

Have you ever had the feeling that what you are currently going through...is a dream?

Ever wondered why you had those feelings?

Why they appeared out of nowhere?

How some people have given you those feelings?

Well, simple. It's because there is no such thing as reality. Reality is a word.

Something to make human beings feel as if they are alone in the world.

Well, this may come as a shock. Human's are always being watched. Watched by whom? Well, they like to be called Immortals. However, they are not. Just simply living in a location where time no longer exist. These Immortals appear ever so often. And when they do, reality no longer applies. They live in a mansion. Their sanctuary as they like to call it. Inside the Sanctuary, everything is nothing. Up is down and down is up. Left is right, right is left. Reality is fantasy and fantasy is reality.

What happens when you enter their humble ambode? I must warn you though, you must never enter. Because once you do...You will never get out. Once you enter their home, it seems that the outside is forever gone. For you see, the Immortals are trapped themselves. The house has a mind of it's own. And because the Immortals are trapped for oh so many centuries, these Immortals like to feed on their guests. They make sure they are comfortable, feeding them, bathing them, protecting them, and practically loving them. This takes place for days and when thier sweet, lovable guests decide it's time to go. They invite them for dinner. "Whats for the menu?" they ask, trust me...if you are the guests...you may not want to here the answer. But this year will be different.

Every century, they invite thousands of guests to attend their home. Only so very few arrive. And out of those few...one will be lucky enough to be excluded from the meal. But in doing so, he shall become family. It's not a pretty process.
Now, it is almost time for their Sanctuary to appear.
It is almost time for reality to become a thing of the past.
It is almost time for you to choose whether or not you want to enter the mansion.
Will you dare?


[You dont have to be literate to RP....I'm just really creative T-T]


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There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other.

Amaranth00000 Von 00000 Kreeps

.•.•. [WHAT i AM] .•.•.

•.•00000 My family calls me~ Ama, Amy, Amren
.•.00000 Light as a feather~ 110
•.•00000 I'm only this tall~ 5' 4
.•.00000 Date of death~ April 9, 1902
•.•00000 Blowing the candles~ 16
.•.00000 Originally displayed candles~ 107
•.•00000 Residence before obscurity~ America, Pennsylvania
•.•00000 My current paper~ Hostess

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I AM TO LOOK IN MY REFLECTION~

XxXxXxXxX


.•.•. [MY CURRENT TALE] .•.•.

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I WAS RAISED~
Oh, mother and father have raised me well. Family must ALWAYS come first. No matter how much you have fallen for a guest. They are but cattle. Some say I'm a bit cruel when it comes to playing with my food. But I say differently. There is no such thing as cruelty when it comes to cattle. Sure, I can be compasisonate and caring sometimes. A bit naive to others and bashful to those I love but it is just for a few mere days. In the end, I only crave to feed upon their flesh. I respect my family and have always been loyal to them no matter what obstacle was thrusted upon my path. My brother's and sister's have to agree. But I do hate it when they become hypocrites. Standing up to what I believe is also important and I can be quite childish if I do not get what I want. I don't usually act like this, but sometimes I can be quite the clutz. I feel bad when I do but then...that's why we are family. We always stick together. Besides, I love to have fun and play. Even if it means toying with the guests minds.



•.•00000 DEAR DIARY~
I remember when I was born. Such a pretty little thing I was. I remember that as clear as day. Those horrible people smiling at me and coo'ing at the babe they held in their hands. Well, I can't complain. It was quite enjoyable living in their world. To believe that reality was real. I had lived a normal life as a human. Lived through balls and politics, have been courted a few times by older gents but it was the custom back then. Yes, I was of noble blood but now it does not matter. It was the most enjoyable time I will not lie and nor will I say that I regret it because if it were not for this life, I would not be here in the next. Like any child, we went through exhausting lessons and how to be a 'woman' and how to treat a husband. It wasn't really fun. I had many friends or acquintances, I can never decide which title to place upon them. However, never in my life have I been so curious about an object as one elegantly written envolope.
Ever since I had been invited to the Sanctuary by a curious invitation, asking me to come alone, my life has changed. I would say for the better. To be totally honest, I was horrified for being picked to become part of their family. At first I rejected their offer, wanting to go back home to Pennsylvania. But that's when I came to realize something. How had I ever arrived to this place? But they gave me no option. Ever since then, I have grown to love my home. To love my new family. I learned that reality was just a fleeting dream. Yes, reality is fantasy and fantasy was reality. But oh! I have gotten these unbearable cravings. It was only till a decade later that I realized what I was craving for. Meat. My whole anatomy has changed since my first meal. The walls no longer hold me back. They don't exist. They have a mind of it's own. They appear and disappear. They move around. I have fallen in love countless of times but my mother says it is normal. As long as I have the family I must not care right. Who would want to leave this 'Sanctuary' of ours. We have everything.




•.•00000 GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE~
o1. Meat
o2. Music
o3. Books
o4. Humor
o5. Love


.•.00000 PLEASE FATHER NO~
† 1 Punishment
† 2 Confusion
† 3 Disloyalty
† 4 Bugs
† 5 Love




•.•00000 IS THERE SOMETHING HIDDEN~
Please do not fear. I cuddle in my sleep and I have many stuffed toys. You can play with me anytime you want. I'm afraid to be alone.
.•. MY PUPPETEER~
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Maxlacus

It's only natural for someone to want to be like us, we have everything. A perfect mind, body, and soul.

Christopher 00000 Isaac 00000 Argyle

Christina 00000 Isabelle 00000 Argyle

.•.•. [WHAT I AM] .•.•.

•.•00000 My family calls me~ Chris / Chrissy
.•.00000 Light as a feather~ 140 lbs. / 120 lbs.
•.•00000 I'm only this tall~ 5'9 / 5'6
.•.00000 Date of death~ April 16 at 5:03 in 1912 / April 16 at 5:04 in 1912
•.•00000 Blowing the candles~ 21 / 21
.•.00000 Originally displayed candles~ 95 years old / 95 years old
•.•00000 Residence before obscurity~ America, California / America, California
•.•00000 My current paper~ DJ / Bartender

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I AM TO LOOK IN MY REFLECTION~

Chris and Chrissy
The twins actually combine to become one demon,
though each retains their own demonic form.
Chrissy is the dark one while Chris is the light one.


.•.•. [MY CURRENT TALE] .•.•.

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I WAS RAISED~
What can we say? We are pretty much both the same.I'm girlie, for obvious reasons. I love dresses and tight clothing. My hair is naturally black and curly. I like the dark things in all aspects of life. I love art and am generally pleasantly happy as well as chatty. The only way to really get on my bad side to deny me what I need..O boy do I need a lot. While I in retrospect am only outgoing when I'm behind two turntables or a stereo. I can dance better than anyone and my funky dressing is no exception. I tend to be more shy and reserved than my beloved counterpart. While I am only usually in love with Chrissy, we both tend to fall in love with some of our guests. You can't dance mofo! Yes I can! Anyway. My hair is naturally blondeish white and comes down to my shoulder blades when it's not pulled back. We love our family and everyone in it. It certainly changed our life for the better but it's not for everyone. We were both quite accepting of it right away. Just remember one thing when your around us. Reality..is not what you think.




•.•00000 DEAR DIARY~
In Cali we were the hottest people around. In high school we lived to make people jealous. What no one really knew though was that Chrissy and I were in love. We were twins and shared a mind. Literally, shared a mind. We knew every button to press on each other and damn if we weren't addicted to it. We were societal monsters. We didn't dress the same, act the same, love the same. Then again, turned out we didn't need to. When we were eighteen our parents grudgingly kicked us out. They had found out our love affair. Still we managed to make everything work. I was the man of the family and the older brother. When we received the invite. Well that's when only one thing changed.

I can still taste that California air. I was always into art when I was little and continued to do so throughout high school. My brother was always there with me though, even though he was rather terrible at it. We couldn't help falling in love. We were born together, raised together. I remember our first time. O god..It was just like yesterday when I came home. He told me how he'd been feeling. I was a little shocked at first, but then my feelings made sense too. I remember his rough hands pressing me against the wall as we kissed for the first time..for the real first time. It was only a few years later when we had to leave our home. Brother worked constantly to put me through school and make enough for us to survive. I've never been more than a house away from him until that night.

After we came to the house, we were reluctant to engage in any play that did not involve the two of us. Many tried but only a few succeed in wooing us at all. When we, of all people, were selected to become part of the family. I was terrified. I thought at first that I would loose my sister all together. But it didn't turn out to be that way. What happened was that we were made as the first pair who could not only have a single alternate form but join to have an overly large alternate form. It was, rather beautiful. I have, personally, never been happier. The craving for the succulent sweet meat can be hard at times..but hey..that's what the guests are for, right?

My brother was hesitant about accepting the invitation. It was I, who ended up making us go. Good thing too. Our life has never been better, never happier. We love and adore our family with the up most intention. We are both still addicted to sex and in love with each other, but we fit in so well. The meat used to make me a little nauseous but now I don't care. Give it to me a thousand different ways and I'll make you happier than you've ever been in your whole life. I love my mommy!




•.•00000 GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE~
o1. His Twin Sister Her Twin Brother
o2. Music Alcohol
o3. Piercings Dresses
o4. Tattoo's Tattoo's
o5. Smoking Sex

.•.00000 PLEASE FATHER NO~
† Cats Dogs
† Ignorance Feeling Guilty
† Rude People Smart People
† Screaming Screaming
† Being away from Chrissy Being away from Chris




•.•00000 IS THERE SOMETHING HIDDEN~
We are almost never separated and despite having two bodies, we share one mind.
.•. MY PUPPETEER~
Maxlacus

Layalas

вσσкѕ ℓєт υѕ ιηтσ тнєιя ѕσυℓѕ αη∂ ℓαу σρєη тσ υѕ тнє ѕє¢яєтѕ σƒ συя σωη

Yuuta 00000 Hika 00000 Geitsu

.•.•. [WHAT I AM] .•.•.

•.•00000 My family calls me~ Yuuta, Yuu, Hika, Geitsu, Booky
.•.00000 Light as a feather~ 145 lbs
•.•00000 I'm only this tall~ 6'0
.•.00000 Date of death~ December 3rd ~ 1885
•.•00000 Blowing the candles~ Twenty-nine
.•.00000 Originally displayed candles~ One Hundred and Twenty-Four
•.•00000 Residence before obscurity~ Tokyo, Japan
•.•00000 My current paper~ Librarian

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I AM TO LOOK IN MY REFLECTION~

∂ я α g σ η


.•.•. [MY CURRENT TALE] .•.•.

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I WAS RAISED~
There are only so many ways to describe me. I am charming and witty and quite set in my ways. Whilst I'm now quite old by many standards I still know how to have fun, by everyone elses standards. My own standards would have been rather frowned upon in one day and age but I don't much care for how others perceive my actions. I enjoy the quiet but a good laugh is never amiss. I love the sound of the piano and violin and burying myself in a nice book.



•.•00000 DEAR DIARY~
In my time there wasn't much of interest that had happened. An eruption or two and a few more earthquakes. I was a good little boy and grew up as I should have done. There was no strife in my family. I was a boy like I should have been. I was notably an only child. Mother didn't want to try having more than one and thinking about it I doubt Father could have coped properly. In any case, I didn't like making friends. I don't know why but nothing about where I was appealed to me. I developed myself as I have and kept it all perfectly under wraps. Of course, then the mystical happened.

I was at first surprised by the invitations into the mansion and then astounded by exactly what it was. I had my suspicions about what was going on at the time and I think it was because I worked the ruse out so quickly they wanted me. I jumped at the chance. I couldn't very well leave after all. I've grown with this place and loved my time here. I like the rest of them enough and the mansion is still good. So long as they leave the library to me so I can have my quiet time to myself when I need it everything is wonderful. The craving for meat is nothing to me anymore. To begin with it was such a harsh drive, now it's simply as if I was forever only slightly peckish. If I see the opportunity to have some meat however, that's a slightly different story.




•.•00000 GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE~
o1. Books
o2. Sex
o3. Company
o4. Music
o5. Meat

.•.00000 PLEASE FATHER NO~
† Fire
† Stupidity To Extreme
† Guilt
† Alcohol
† Old Life




•.•00000 IS THERE SOMETHING HIDDEN~
I have no idea how to use any form of 'technology'. It was before my time and I haven't grown into understanding it. I see no point.
.•. MY PUPPETEER~
Layalas

50ny4

Although life may let you down, you can always rely on food

Luiena 00000 Victoria 00000 Thompson

.•.•. [WHAT I AM] .•.•.

•.•00000 My family calls me~ Lucy.
.•.00000 Light as a feather~ 150 lbs
•.•00000 I'm only this tall~ 5’7’’
.•.00000 Date of death~ June 1, 1875
•.•00000 Blowing the candles~ 25
.•.00000 Originally displayed candles~ 134
•.•00000 Residence before obscurity~ Berkhamsted, England
•.•00000 My current paper~ Chef

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I AM TO LOOK IN MY REFLECTION~

hi thar [Currently being replaced]


.•.•. [MY CURRENT TALE] .•.•.

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I WAS RAISED~
I’m cheerful and easy going. I try my hardest to not get mad at others. Since I feel that nobody ever learns when others yell at them. They just zone them out. I also am very well mannered, and will tell people when they do something wrong, etiquette wise. Unfortunately I do it in a poem or by quoting Miss Manners. I also love to talk to others and can’t stand silence. I hate being alone and so I will always go and find someone to talk to.



•.•00000 DEAR DIARY~

I was born into a middle class family. My parents owned a small restaurant in our town. This means that I grew up around food. I grew up learning the family secret recipes such as the recipe for Yorkshire pudding, tomato sauce, and gravy. Yes most are sauces but that was the way it tended to be. While growing up I went from waitress to sue chef. I worked with them and never got married which did worry them. Since at that time a lady should not leave her house till she was married for it was one of those go from one male to another. But she ended up getting the restaurant when her parents unfortunately passed away, she was twenty five at the time but still it wasn’t a pleasant experience.

Well as we all know, I did end up in this sanctuary. I became head cook which isn’t different from my life before. I cook the meals and get to talk to so many people. Usually when I am not in the kitchen I hang out with the bartender. I feel at home within this place, but what can you expect? It happens when you live with some people. I still sometimes think about things in an old fashioned way, but I have learned to deal with the changing times. In all honesty, this place was the best thing to happen to me. I get a room, I get to have this beautiful kitchen, and friends. Like it could get better than that?





•.•00000 GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE~
o1. 1 Chocolate
o2. 2 Cooking
o3. 3 Listening to people
o4. 4 Mochas
o5. 5 Presents or rewards (even such things as ‘good job Lucy)


.•.00000 PLEASE FATHER NO~
† 1 Garlic
† 2 Being yelled at
† 3 People using my kitchen without my permission
† 4 Being told what to do (in a mean way)
† 5 The ocean




•.•00000 IS THERE SOMETHING HIDDEN~
other stuff.
.•. MY PUPPETEER~
50NY4

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adziulaaa

» All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. «

Matthew 00000 Kylar 00000 Smith

.•.•. [WHAT i AM] .•.•.

•.•00000 My family calls me~ Matt , Matto , Kylar , Kye , Smith
.•.00000 Light as a feather~ 126lbs
•.•00000 I'm only this tall~ 5' 7
.•.00000 Date of death~ August 16, 1989
•.•00000 Blowing the candles~ 19
•.•00000 Residence before obscurity~ America, Florida - residence for most years of life.

Have some more of me?

.•.•. [MY CURRENT TALE] .•.•.

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I WAS RAISED~

I pretty much raised myself. Didn't give a s**t for manners and other similar crap. It was just such a drag. They tried to force it into me, though, without success. Well then, everyone has labels for everyone. They just can't help it. They see the person, and in an instant labels pop in their heads. They see me, and they instantly think of a computer geek. That is pretty accurate, though. Well, partly. I'm not one that can't just live without my equipment more than a day. Next fact, I'm stubborn.Oh yes I am. Deal with that. You can't? Well, that's your problem. Moreover, if something doesn't go the way I planned, I'll get irritated. I'm confident with my rightness, and dislike failures or mistakes made by stupidity. I can be an a*****e at times, usually if people try to outsmart me, and believe me - outsmarting me isn't at all easy. I can look a little dreamy, but I'm quite quick-witted and have a lot of common sense. So I warn you, better not be against my will. Mind you, I'm a realist. If I don't like something I will come right out and say it. Anyway, I'm generally calm and patient. It takes a lot to get on my nerves, but I do get angry sometimes. But not like actually angry. I can be overly sarcastic in situations that really do not call for it. No, I'm nothing lovable. Believe me, you won't even dream of falling for me. I may have some charms, but all the love and flirting is just a complete drag, I must say.
I don’t see how you’re supposed to get my whole personality from a few paragraphs. You might just find out, once getting to know me. Simple, right?

•.•00000 DEAR DIARY~

I don't talk about myself much, so consider yourself lucky to hear what there is to hear. If you're expecting some long tragic story, I'm sorry to say you've come to the wrong place. My life story isn't over yet, since I'm alive and living it, but what I have lived so far has been fairly normal. Normal, under my degree, of course. Mad am i? Nah, not really. I was born on the 16th day of August, as a rather mistake. My parents abandoned me, and I was took in by an elderly lady who owned an orphanage. Maybe I should be grateful, but gratitude isn't what I accept, neither feel myself. After hitting sixteen I left the orphanage, ready to take on what life would give me. I didn't need to find any work, so what did I live off? Truth is, I'm a computer and technological expert, and I'm sure you can pretty much imagine what I am able to do using my equipment. But living alone in my home city was just plain boring. I began traveling, searching for new adventures and entertainment. That's when I developed my liking for mysteries, too. That is probably one of the reasons why I accepted the invitation to the Sanctuary. I heard stories about the Sanctuaries' household members to avoid public, and that every years or so, did they invite some to their home. But none ever came back, as it was said. I was intrigued, and ka-splat! Here I am. I do expect to find out something behind this event, and mind you, I am surely excited.

•.•00000 GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE~
o1. cigarettes
o2. video games
o3. music
o4. mysteries
o5. adrenaline


.•.00000 PLEASE FATHER NO~
† love - too troublesome
† alarm clocks - annoy the hell out of me
† failure
† idiocy
† people that can't take a joke

•.•00000 IS THERE SOMETHING HIDDEN~
Something hidden? Well, I've got a few guns if that's what you mean, but you probably wouldn't even find them. I'm quite agile and flexible, the total contrast of a computer geek, eh? Surprise, surprise. That's about it, probably. I'm just a human, y'a know?
.•. MY PUPPETEER~
adziulaaa

Austaris

Music is the Saviour of the Soul. Insight the Saviour of the Mind. Love...the Savour of Life.

Isodor00000 Raiquen 00000LaMont

.•.•. [WHAT i AM] .•.•.

•.•00000 My family calls me~ Iso.
.•.00000 Light as a feather~ 74kg
•.•00000 I'm only this tall~ 179cm
.•.00000 Date of death~ Sixth of January
•.•00000 Blowing the candles~ 25
•.•00000 Residence before obscurity~ England, Oxford

.•.•. [MY CURRENT TALE] .•.•.

.•.00000 THIS IS HOW I WAS RAISED~

I was raised by my mother and father, raised as a musician in a hope that when I was older I would be accepted into music college, to follow their dreams. Though I have a love of music, and relish any chance to play the Violin, life has thrown challenges at me. A fascination with fighting styles developed after an increase in gangs around my home and life, so the two lifestyles now counteract each other.
I was raised to be a kind and gentle person, caring to others, but life has tempered my Will into something colder...To strangers at least.
Those who take the time to befriend me, find a worthy companion at least.

•.•00000 DEAR DIARY~

My life has been a faerie tale dream land in my parents eyes, a nightmare in my reality. Teased for entertainment, punished for my passtimes and forced to fight for my life on more than one occassion. My father died when I was Twelve, and I sought solice in Music. At school, I was a social outcast, spurned for my poor background, my mother no longer able to support our previous lifestyle, and condemned to a life of torture, the one I loved too 'Good' for me in the Social order, and I was persecuted for my infatuation with her.
Having earned my respect in the field of contest, and struggle in fighting, I hope this invitation to the Mansion will be a chance to follow my own dream, and be able to earn a name for myself through my music, and not my skill with blade and fist.

•.•00000 GIVE IT TO ME PLEASE~
o1. Music
o2. Love
o3. Fine Food
o4. Fine Company
o5. Thrill of the Chase, or being Chased. Adrenalin rush


.•.00000 PLEASE FATHER NO~
† Losing my Violin
† Being helpless
† Bugs
† Losing friends
† Squirrels

•.•00000 IS THERE SOMETHING HIDDEN~
Something hidden? I guess you could consider the knife, but that isn't really hidden, the curved blade strapped to my back. It's not particulaly small.
A second knife, in an arm sheath is slightly more concealed under my suit, but only their for ease of carry, and quick draw rather than concealment.
A violin, that I carry with me where ever I go.
A present from my dear father, before his death.

Years of training, and fighting have also made my reflexes rather exceptional.
Compared to normal people in any case.
And a decade of attending a Ju-Jitsu and Martial Art's class has made me rather flexible, an attribute aided by my lithe figure, and a black belt in grading.

.•. MY PUPPETEER~
Austaris

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Tra la la la la~
heart

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No one?
D:

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I like popcorn~
Yes I du ^3^

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Common people!
Don't be afraid!
The paragraphs won't bite!
XO

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Mew!!?
Please..
You guys reduced me to beggin!!
:O
what mroe do you want!?

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I like grapes!
Nice juicy grapes!
THey like to dance in my tummy and do the hump!
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Sigh...no bites?

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Wee's!!
Muffin ish heya!!
But muffin is a temporary character!!
Wai's!!

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tra la la la la~<3
Tis a good day
but no one is joining
do i frighten you?
or is it teh RP is too long?

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