|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2024 8:44 am
The layout of the land
Main floor
The entrance to the mansion Joe Higashi's suite Access to the basements and parkade A bathroom for emergencies An arcade A gym The Bogard family kitchen with access to the pool out back Drunk's resting station (if you are drunk you will be placed here) Access to the 2nd floor
Second floor
Rock's bedroom Andy's bedroom Link's bedroom Terry and Dee's bedroom Rails and Parma-Blue's bedroom Corrigan's bedroom Access to the Lounge The Bogard family bathroom
The lounge aka the 3rd floor
A stage A bar Tables and chairs for the restaurant Janitor's closet Public bathrooms A saiyan fighting ring A Beyblade arena Access to Nalith Access to the hotel rooms Access to the chapel Access to the graveyard
The hotel rooms
Each hotel room comes with a bed, a nightstand, a closet, a trash chute, and an emergency exit slide button activated. There are 20 hotel rooms on floors 4-98.
The chapel - floor 100
For those who are religious, getting married, or for some solitude.
The graveyard
If you are not a guest and you become inactive for more than a month, your spirit will be placed here and where you start from if you return after a month. This does not apply for NPCs and ones I control since I will be the most active.
Nalith
Nalith is where William-Tyler and his family lives, its located in Enthera not in the Renaissance Galaxy.
Rules
If you start this, you must reply when its your turn within a month provided you are not a guest.
Guests are to report to the lounge only and act like you are just ordering food and indicating when you have left. Of course, guests have the option of getting drunk.
Minor god-modding might take place by me if you have not left the lounge/drunks station within a certain period of time.
Have fun and make good use of the mansion.
You can be any anime character you wish, even your own made up ones.
This lounge rp creates its own story.
Be fair to everyone in here and try to show respect.
I play as the people who manage the mansion save for the users whose names have been listed in the layout of the land section. Those people also have immunity to the graveyard unless they actually choose to die.
The initial post
Dee found herself waking up to her usual routine and once she finished, she waited in the lounge for somebody to serve.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2024 7:29 am
Terry got up off of the hangover couch with one massive headache. "Why didn't I take my wife's advice and drink some pickle juice before falling asleep last night?" He thought to himself as he made a bee-line for the main level's refrigerator.
He grabbed the jar of pickle juice, made a face that indicated that what he was about to do was disgusting, and then slowly drank the entire jar.
Feeling somewhat dizzy afterward, Terry gripped the counter just to keep balanced. He was unaware that the pickle juice was also like a medicine for the poison he consumed on his wedding day July 4, 2006. The dizziness that he felt was the chemical reaction of the poisonous substance to the acid in the pickle juice.
"Damn!" Terry thought, "This is a trip!"
A wave of nausea swept over him and he stumbled to the sink to be ill. Sometime after that, he passed out onto the floor.
|
 |
 |
|
|
Terrance_Nicolas_Bogard Crew
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2024 10:32 am
Feeling bored after some time had passed, Dee put the order and serve on automatic for a bit where every time an order came in, the kitchen on the 3rd floor would cook whatever was ordered and serve it via conveyer belt. She headed down stairs and went to the main kitchen and found Terry passed out. She sighed as she saw the empty pickle jar on the counter and with great effort dragged Terry back to the hangover couch.
She also strapped a health monitor to his bulky arm to continuously check vitals upon any change and her scouter would alert her if Terry needed the hospital or not.
|
 |
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2024 7:18 am
After a couple of hours, Terry's brain cleared up and he was sleeping peacefully. Even better was the fact that some of the poison that was preventing his photo from being taken had diminished. He even let out a pickle juice fart to let anyone in the nearby area know that he was feeling better.
|
 |
 |
|
|
Terrance_Nicolas_Bogard Crew
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|