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 Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 1:48 pm
((Yeah. Although I can't remember if it was specifically instructed, the general idea was that the housekeepers wear their masks and wait inside for the guests. So Nex and Eclipse should probably edit their posts.))
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 2:40 pm
((Yea that kind of is how I wanted it but for now we can ignore their posts until they are fixed. Yl-Th...bring them in!))
Dakota smiled as she put the mask over her face. She nodded to the ones at the doors, a signal for them to open them. As soon as the doors started to open Alix would know to start bringing in the guests. She held the file Jack had given her in the front of her. She stood there at the top of the stairs, waiting for the guests to come in so she could finally prove something to them all. 'I'm doing this for you.'
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 3:39 pm
 Alexander Matthews OpsonButler and personal advisor to Miss Dakota.((Not much for me to do here. And, um... I'm starting a roleplay. I think. Check it out? If you want, I mean.)) When the front doors began to open, Alexander pulled open the door to the limo, gesturing for the guests to follow him. He walked down the center of the path at a pace just slow enough to be dramatic. He led them slowly to the door, then stepped to the side, waiting just outside and to the right of the main entrance. With a deep bow and a wave of his hand, he motioned the guests into the house and into the care of Miss Dakota and her servants.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 4:27 pm
((For the sake of my own sanity, I've removed the contradictory parts of both posts. They can fill them in with whatever different information they choose. Sorry if this bothers anyone, but it was really messing with me.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 12:37 pm
Mr. Blackbird Lore ((For the sake of my own sanity, I've removed the contradictory parts of both posts. They can fill them in with whatever different information they choose. Sorry if this bothers anyone, but it was really messing with me.))
((Was bugging me too. ninja ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 2:17 pm
Mr. Blackbird Lore ((For the sake of my own sanity, I've removed the contradictory parts of both posts. They can fill them in with whatever different information they choose. Sorry if this bothers anyone, but it was really messing with me.))
((Thanks! ^.^))
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 6:41 pm
Leo stood, irate and bored, waiting for the...guest to enter the large home. He openned his door and stood waiting for the bewildered young ones to enter the god-foresaken place. He rolled his eyes and tapped his foot in irritation. He really did hate change. Especially if it was a big change. But, Ms. Dakota needed to do what she needed to do. This was her plan and her right, and as her body-guard and faithful friend, Leo wasn't going to stand in her way. He stopped his nervous tapping and took a deep breath. He stood tall, shoulders square and back. He looked firm and military-like, but relaxed. He reached into his bag that he had sitting against the wall behind his feet and drew out his mask. Leo pulled it over his head, but held it up so his face could be seen. He gave Ms. Dakota a mischievous grin and pulled the mask over his face. Only his eyes could be seen. 'She did say a mask. She didn't say what kind of mask...' Leo said to himself before snickering to himself.(((Hope that works. Worked out a lot without anything xp )))
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 12:21 am
((Sorry Christian, we'll try to start giving you more to go on. I really enjoy your mask. And I'm sorry for the bad post, thanks for editing it Blackbird.))
Sasha could not conceal a giggle, after seeing Leo's mask. He was one of those untouchable types for her: too gay for even a body like hers to change. She never did understand why gay guys didn't like breasts, though many did after they knew what they were missing. But the true gays, she knew to leave alone. Never the less, Leo was one of those people who could make her smile anywhere. She was willing to be glared at by Dakota, just to laugh aloud. She took her place along the walkway, smoothing the dress she had on. It was the longest and loosest article of clothing she had probably ever worn.
Ainsley glanced about the limousine, then decided to take the initiative. Gathering her books close, and tugging her backpack over her shoulder, Ainsley climbed through the open door. Almost immediately she was cold, but with the pile in her arms, she couldn't wrap her arms around her. Though she didn't regret giving Lysander back his jacket whatsoever. The bright light coming from inside hurt her eyes, but if this girl could afford a limo, she could afford heat. So Ainsley didn't waste anytime walking down the walkway. She didn't even pause to look around her, if they were going to stay here, she could see the grounds later. Though the faint scent of flowers drifted into her nose, making her smile vaguely. Then she crossed the threshold glancing wearily at the butlers? She was rich enough to have two? She raised her head, to meet their eyes and jumped, dropping her books. The first man was wearing a gas mask? She gasped, but cut it off short, holding her breath. Was it safe to breathe in here? She glanced at the second butler and was relieved his mouth was uncovered. For a moment, she wondered if whatever that green thing on his face was an infection or a mask, but a quick survey of the room told her it was the latter. Waving faintly to them, she knelt quickly, nearly falling over under the weight of her backpack, and piled her books on top of one another. She stroked the spine on each of them as if in a silent apology for their sudden descent.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:07 am
Lysander, getting close to punch-drunk-tired, didn't notice the door open until Ainsley moved. Lysander shook his head in a futile attempt to wake up, then tried once again to rub the fatigue from his eyes. Lysander grabbed the leather jacket that had been given back by Ainsley and his precious bass. He slung both over his shoulders, leaving his bass as it had a strap, but he had to hold onto his jacket. Lysander walked down the walkway, eyes flicking side to side, scouring the grounds for possible traps or ambushes. Lysander crossed the threshold, and nearly tripped over Ainsley. His leg gently scraped Ainsley's shoulder, which made him immediately take a step back and look at her. Realizing it wasn't dangerous, he shook his head, then l looked around. Butlers. In masks. That was a new one. Lysander, the oh-so-suspicious one, immediately began trying to recognize any facial features they did have, so he could hunt them down later. If he needed to.
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:40 pm
Nicky placed her mask over her face only making herself look more like a man then a woman. Her suit she had on was meant for a man and it hid her figure well. She waited quietly in the hall as she leaned against the wall. Then she began to hit her head up against the wall. "Bored."
[[Please for gods and goddess sake. Do not edit my posts. It bugs the hell out off me. So give me time. I can't get on as much as I use too. Please and thank you. Ahhh now it's short! *Editing* Much better.]]
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 6:38 am
 cool 74436.jpg" style='float:left' /> "Ah, Nicky, don't speak, or they'll know who you are." Yoh then returned to his silence. He decided he'd give a voice hint, since his face was completely covered. It wasn't like they could tell by his appearance. On a small decision, he'd decided to wear a suit(his friend had used to own it, but the guy had told him to burn after using it. So, naturally, he just kept it), and he never wore suits, so it wasn't likely he'd be seen in it. Plus, he had actually styled his long hair so it wasn't even spiky or anything. The suit, hair, and mask together made it impossible to know who he was.
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Anna stared cautiously around the room. She was quite sure she was the only guest who wasn't even a bit drowsy. Everyone else, even Lye, was at least tired. Anna had been, at one point, but she wasn't anymore. Now she was just curious, and angry. Only a little angry. She wanted to ask questions, but by the way the people were acting, they didn't want questions asked.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 12:19 pm
(((Is that everyone in yet? Sorry for the ooc post.)))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 5:21 am
((Oh, sorry. Not yet. I've been really busy recently and only now found the time to post in this RP.))
Aya followed the others inside, forcing herself awake. She was slightly surprised that everyone was wearing a mask, but she did her best to not show it.
((I hope that works.))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 6:22 am
((Will? Mort? Are they still active?))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 7:05 am
((Oh, F.V. is having difficulties with her compy, but she told me yesterday that she'll be able to post soon. Sorry for any inconvenience.))
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