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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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I just want a drink |
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Say What? |
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Oh gawd. How am I going to walk in those heels? |
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:35 pm
*Pinches the bridge of her nose and silently does the countdown from ten.* NOT to the Opera! stressed Humor me, Dame! HUMOR a pregnant woman!!
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:41 pm
I am dressed fine for the opera, Psyzapp. talk2hand I suppose next you'll want me to cover this up. -runs her hand across the tops of her corset pushed bosom- rolleyes -leans over Psyzapp and tries to hand the jacket back to the driver- Thank you.
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Kits Rose rolled 1 100-sided dice:
51
Total: 51 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:46 pm
*walks into the bar, not paying any attention to the car out front*
Trick or Treat!
Treats: 19 Tricks: 34
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:51 pm
*Becomes furious as the car gets to the first intersection.* STOP THE CAR!!!! scream *The driver slams on the brakes in the middle of an intersection which causes Dame and Psy to bounce around a bit. She snatches the coat and shakes it at Dame.* PROMISE ME! All you have to do is cover up your missing skirt until we are seated and then from the box seat to the car! That's it! Simple! Even TES could follow those directions! stressed *Cars start honking as traffic backs up.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:58 pm
My skirt is not missing!!! You want me to look like a ******** retard walking around with a suit jacket held around my waist so your opera buddies won't see a bit of skin!?! WTF, Psyzapp!? WTF are they gonna see anyway? A SLIVER of skin inbetween where my BOOT freaking ends and skirt begins?! Hell Psy! You can see more of my stomach than you can my legs! What does it matter anyway? IT'S DARK AT THE OPERA. If people are gonna look they will look either way! Why make a spectacle of myself by walking around like a dummy with the jacket! Also, I'm 25! Not 13! Who cares if they see my leg! I've seen women at the opera with slits this high in their dresses along with the front being cut all the way to their navel! Tell me how it's different! stressed
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 9:26 pm
*Throws her arms up out of frustration.* Dear god! stressed The difference?! stressed It's WAY more complicated than that! stressed *Hands the driver his coat and the tickets.* Take her to the Opera and make sure she thoroughly enjoys herself. *The driver adjusts his mirror to get a good look at Dame's corset and hips.* Yes, Ma'am! She's in good hands. wink *Winks at Dame completely loving his job right now. cool
Gets out of the car, shuts the door and makes her way back to her private entrance at MW. She does the security measures and locks the door after her. The driver to the car floors it and again eyes Dame from the rear view mirror. Relax Toots, the name is Anton. wink I'll takes good cares of you.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 9:37 pm
stressed scream -now it was dame's turn to scream- STOP THE CAR!!! -Anton, completely not expecting dame to be shouting like that slams on the brakes once more, making the car behind them swerve to miss them and zoom away, flicking them the bird and yelling at them on the way- WTF IS YOUR PROBLEM, ANTON!? You are just going to let a pregnant woman walk home in the dark?! WTF is wrong with you!? -opens up the door angrily and gets out as he quickly slides his window down- And your mistress at that! Are you ASKING for a death wish!? What would Doughboy say if he found out? Or worse yet Palmira or Franco?! -during all this Anton was looking merely confused, he almost rolled his eyes when she mentioned Dougherty rolleyes , but he visibly paled as she mention Franco and Mrs. Pavani- eek sweatdrop gonk
stare mad evil Also, I don't like the way you looked at me. -she slams the door- Take those tickets and shove them up your a**. -she gets real close to his face- And never call me Toots again. stare I have a name, and it's dame. stare
-turns on her heel abruptly, hair and clothing whipping as she does, and walks away back to the MW- xp
-Anton idles there a moment stunned, watching her walk away, he looks her up and down one last time before rolling up the window, a scowl on his face stare and driving back to the mansion, muttering about donne folli-
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 11:47 pm
{{Snarky time! If you don't like guys checking you out like they want to bone you, then don't wear s**t that says you want guys to look at you like they want to bone you. talk2hand And just because some women wear exposing things to the opera doesn't mean it's classy. That's like saying "I see women at the thrift store wearing suits sometimes, so all suits are low-class". The only thing that makes it excusable for formal events is if it's a designer dress, and by "designer" I mean it's a custom made one of a kind from a well known and respected clothing designer, and was thus very expensive. Also, don't confuse Hollywood red carpet dresses with actual opera goers. It makes you look stupid.}}
*unamused by the trick-or-treaters that keep coming around, a security guy empties an ashtray into Kits' pail*
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damecharlie rolled 1 100-sided dice:
51
Total: 51 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 7:56 am
Trick or Treat!
Treats: 21 Tricks: 35
-glides over to the IR-
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 8:16 am
((absolutely love the AV hun! Those colors look great.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 8:21 am
MW Ladies WORD OF THE WEEK: You better watch your mouth! Each Monday we pick and announce a "hush word" you need to avoid like the plague. If you get caught with the "hush word" in your post ANYWHERE, you'll have to RN a penalty and do the required action or task. This includes EVERYONE! Yes…I AM talking to you! *Points* (Fine Print: The Monday Announcement of the new hush word is the only post granted immunity and is the OFFICIAL cut-off point ringing in the brand new word. xd )WARNING: This game includes each and every post within this thread, even the "Out of Character" statements. NOBODY is immune. If you don't like or want your character to be in bad situations, then either use a different character you don't care about or don't post. There are a multitude of ways to accomplish your task if you happen to get caught and you can be as elaborate as you want or don't want. You may, but are not required to, RP your predicament out. When in doubt, PM someone. OR you could always just pay the bribe and not even go there. If you post, you take the risk…the choice is solely yours. Habitual whining about it will only get you in hot water…Capisce? talk2hand "Hush Word" ninja … LEAVES (10/10 - 10/16) All community service tasks must be posted in MW and completed in 2 WEEKS from when you were caught. If you are unable to complete your RN service within the time frame, you will be put onto our WALL OF SHAME and subjected to ridicule or humiliation. If you would prefer the "EASY WAY OUT" of your service, you could always bribe Psyzapp with 10,000 gold to get out of your predicament. 
gaia_nitemareleft gaia_nitemareright I'm busy! scream But don't think I won't come back just to bust you! twisted
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 8:39 am
*A girl at the bar has a little too much and spills her drink on the floor, causing Dame to slip and fall face first into her pail*
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Icy Reign rolled 1 100-sided dice:
68
Total: 68 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 12:00 pm
{{GAH! scream That damn 100 gave me bad luck! evil }} TRICK OR TREAT! twisted TRICKS: 20 TREATS: 33 RN PASS: 2 SKETCH: 1 GIFT: 1
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 12:06 pm
*needing a break from more or less all her "tricking", she sets her pail and katana on the counter and walks behind it, taking a can of Coke from the fridge. Just before she pulls the tab however, she rethinks her choice in drink and replaces it, wanting something a bit soothing. Deciding on a cup of tea, she turns towards the espresso machine to start a cup. While she waited, she listened to the quietness of the bar, picking up the faint sounds of the fall breeze as it rustled through the trees outside. Smiling, she loved how the fall weather was feeling. Soon her cup of tea was ready and she sat at the bar, letting it cool a bit before sipping it*
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