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 Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 11:36 am
Eva looked at Serra. She wasn´t shure what to do. She wanted to help...... She stood up and walked over to Sierra and clapped her at the back. First very carefully and then a little harder.......hopeing it would help.
Lady Blackwell was still pacing slowly back and forth. Eva hoped she wouldn´t notice them.
"Please don´t choke!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 3:35 pm
bounyelf iheartschoolyardheroes bounyelf "I am Pixie i have been here for many suns and moons. Oh how i wish you let a girl get a breath of fresh air. Some nature, perhaps have a lovely garden to tend to." "Uhh... hello Pixie... I'm Fred.. I like gardens, too... Why do they have such a vast garden if they just shut us in?" -Fred kicks at a spot on the floor an picks at her chin, looking up at Pixie wide eyed and nervously- " Why so nervous Fred. You seem scared." Pixie looked at Fred with her wild green eyes that seemed to have a hunger and a sparkk to them. "I'm not a very social person... lost of people make me nervous.. like they're all plotting against me... or something..... whats that, Elliot?" Fred turned her head and looked down, as if some unseen person behind her was talking. "Elliot says she is happy to meet you. Well, arn't you going to say hello?" Fred dropped her tone down to a whisper and said to Pixie "Elliot is the spirit that follows me.. She is my best friend. We were walking home one day at dusk and she was trampled by an out of control horse and carridge. I broke my leg that day. Anyways, Elli can be very nice, but sometimes she gets upset because she forgets that she is dead..." Fred looked at Pixie uneasily...
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 10:32 pm
PirateDiver Eva looked at Serra. She wasn´t shure what to do. She wanted to help...... She stood up and walked over to Sierra and clapped her at the back. First very carefully and then a little harder.......hopeing it would help. Lady Blackwell was still pacing slowly back and forth. Eva hoped she wouldn´t notice them. "Please don´t choke!" After a few firm smacks on her back from Eva, the food in Serra's throat finally dislodged itself. Spitting it out on the side of her plate, she turned to the girl behind her. Her eyes were watery from the trauma of first the choking and then the repeated hits. "Thank you for that," she said, and began coughing a few more times. "Oops." And she gave a small smile. Then she became aware of the looming presence behind them... "Mistress Blackwell! Good evening..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:41 am
Eva took a deep breath....... She closed her eyes and opend them again.
She smiled back at Serra, a little unshure, but still a smile. "I think I forgot to give you my name" she said quitly. "I am Eva"
In her head she could not decide if she wanted to give up her name, or not, but now she had done it. It felt nice she tought. Then she became awear of a gloomy person behind them.... Her eyes turned to the floor and she wanted to dissappear. "Good evening lady Blackwell!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 8:18 pm
iheartschoolyardheroes bounyelf iheartschoolyardheroes bounyelf "I am Pixie i have been here for many suns and moons. Oh how i wish you let a girl get a breath of fresh air. Some nature, perhaps have a lovely garden to tend to." "Uhh... hello Pixie... I'm Fred.. I like gardens, too... Why do they have such a vast garden if they just shut us in?" -Fred kicks at a spot on the floor an picks at her chin, looking up at Pixie wide eyed and nervously- " Why so nervous Fred. You seem scared." Pixie looked at Fred with her wild green eyes that seemed to have a hunger and a sparkk to them. "I'm not a very social person... lost of people make me nervous.. like they're all plotting against me... or something..... whats that, Elliot?" Fred turned her head and looked down, as if some unseen person behind her was talking. "Elliot says she is happy to meet you. Well, arn't you going to say hello?" Fred dropped her tone down to a whisper and said to Pixie "Elliot is the spirit that follows me.. She is my best friend. We were walking home one day at dusk and she was trampled by an out of control horse and carridge. I broke my leg that day. Anyways, Elli can be very nice, but sometimes she gets upset because she forgets that she is dead..." Fred looked at Pixie uneasily... " A ghost how intresting, I have always wondered what it were like to be ghost." Pixie pondered this.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 1:45 am
bounyelf iheartschoolyardheroes bounyelf iheartschoolyardheroes bounyelf "I am Pixie i have been here for many suns and moons. Oh how i wish you let a girl get a breath of fresh air. Some nature, perhaps have a lovely garden to tend to." "Uhh... hello Pixie... I'm Fred.. I like gardens, too... Why do they have such a vast garden if they just shut us in?" -Fred kicks at a spot on the floor an picks at her chin, looking up at Pixie wide eyed and nervously- " Why so nervous Fred. You seem scared." Pixie looked at Fred with her wild green eyes that seemed to have a hunger and a sparkk to them. "I'm not a very social person... lost of people make me nervous.. like they're all plotting against me... or something..... whats that, Elliot?" Fred turned her head and looked down, as if some unseen person behind her was talking. "Elliot says she is happy to meet you. Well, arn't you going to say hello?" Fred dropped her tone down to a whisper and said to Pixie "Elliot is the spirit that follows me.. She is my best friend. We were walking home one day at dusk and she was trampled by an out of control horse and carridge. I broke my leg that day. Anyways, Elli can be very nice, but sometimes she gets upset because she forgets that she is dead..." Fred looked at Pixie uneasily... " A ghost how intresting, I have always wondered what it were like to be ghost." Pixie pondered this. "Well, Elliot and I could really go for a good cup of tea and cakes right about now. Do you lot have any good tea parties here? I'm afraid I only really feel at ease when I'm sipping a nice cuppa tea." Fred looked about on the balls of her feet for a tea room.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2008 2:10 pm
" Yes tea would be lovely, I hope you answer my question about being a ghost though. I am very curious." She smiled at Elliot and with one movement got up and streched.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 6:29 pm
PirateDiver Eva took a deep breath....... She closed her eyes and opend them again. She smiled back at Serra, a little unshure, but still a smile. "I think I forgot to give you my name" she said quitly. "I am Eva" In her head she could not decide if she wanted to give up her name, or not, but now she had done it. It felt nice she tought. Then she became awear of a gloomy person behind them.... Her eyes turned to the floor and she wanted to dissappear. "Good evening lady Blackwell!" The reprimand lasted several minutes. Proper ladies were to sit through a meal quietly and respectfully. Actions such as standing up during a meal were certainly out of the question, and Serra might have avoided the whole ordeal had she eaten her food properly. By the time it was over, the meal time was coming to a close. She looked at Eva sheepishly and quietly apologized. "I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten you into trouble." Then she looked around at the other girls in the room. She and Miss Blackwell had been quite a scene. While not unusual, most girls were relieved to see someone else getting in trouble. After taking a moment to collect herself, Serra returned to her normally cheerful demeanor and looked over at Eva. "So, what shall we do next?" (Sorry for the slow reply. I'd forgotten Miss Blackwell is an actual player character. I was hoping to allow that player a chance to respond, and in the event she didn't respond, I needed to think of a good way to move on. Again, sorry.)
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 10:17 am
((I'm sorry about that, Chick Anachronism. She is a character, rather than an NPC, but I never intended to use her much. I only intend to use her as guidance if the RP gets stuck or strays too much from the plot.. Not that I have a plot set in stone, but the RP is called Night in the Asylum, after all. ;D
Anyway, I've been neglecting this RP again, and since the entire guild has been a bit quiet lately, I didn't realise that people were still posting.))
Virginia watched Eva and Serra from the other side of the table, uneasy about the entire situation. She could feel the eyes of about a dozen other girls resting on them as Mrs Blackwell scolded the other two, and she wished she could just disappear. This place terrified her. Her appetite suddenly gone, Virginia ended up only playing around with the rest of her food, and sending the two other girls the occasional shy smile.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 10:13 am
Engwannuniel ((I'm sorry about that, Chick Anachronism. She is a character, rather than an NPC, but I never intended to use her much. I only intend to use her as guidance if the RP gets stuck or strays too much from the plot.. Not that I have a plot set in stone, but the RP is called Night in the Asylum, after all. ;D
Anyway, I've been neglecting this RP again, and since the entire guild has been a bit quiet lately, I didn't realise that people were still posting.))
Virginia watched Eva and Serra from the other side of the table, uneasy about the entire situation. She could feel the eyes of about a dozen other girls resting on them as Mrs Blackwell scolded the other two, and she wished she could just disappear. This place terrified her. Her appetite suddenly gone, Virginia ended up only playing around with the rest of her food, and sending the two other girls the occasional shy smile. 
Morgan stepped lightly out of the room. The smell of food was like sweet honey to her, and she needed it soon.
Fear struck the 25 year old as she looked out into the hallway, her gown falling like cascades of silk upon her pale skin. She could do this.
Making her away to the dining hall, the other girls barley saw her pass through the door. Her long hair gracefully flowing down to her hips, she noticed the girls for the first time.
The first time out of the room... her eyes began to turn teal.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 1:03 pm
bounyelf " Yes tea would be lovely, I hope you answer my question about being a ghost though. I am very curious." She smiled at Elliot and with one movement got up and streched. This is Fred (Via EA mule I need to change my SN back...) Well, Elliot would love to chat. As would I. Were is the tea room?
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 12:22 pm
Pixie spied the other girl come into the room, something was odd about the girl. Odd as in a sense that would be marked odd by her. A half smile curled up her lip as her eyes like fierce glowing jade stones focused on her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 12:49 am
xoxo Marilyn Monroe oxox bounyelf " Yes tea would be lovely, I hope you answer my question about being a ghost though. I am very curious." She smiled at Elliot and with one movement got up and streched. This is Fred (Via EA mule I need to change my SN back...) Well, Elliot would love to chat. As would I. Were is the tea room? was the quietest of the girls in the asylum, and often kept to herself in fear of Lady Hortence's reign over the other girls. But when Lady Hortence was gone from where Blackbird was, she was easily drawn into talkative situations. Her father dropped her at the asylum at an early age, fearing the dreams that came at night. She gets carried away with the content of her nightmares and becomes violently frightened that they were real; so often screaming, crying, and laughing in the odd boundries of the night and morning. In hearing the words "tea" and "party" together, her ears pricked up and she glanced up from her uneaten gruel at the girls discussing it. Quietly, meekly, she asked "Would I be able to join?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 2:46 pm
wounded cupcake xoxo Marilyn Monroe oxox bounyelf " Yes tea would be lovely, I hope you answer my question about being a ghost though. I am very curious." She smiled at Elliot and with one movement got up and streched. This is Fred (Via EA mule I need to change my SN back...) Well, Elliot would love to chat. As would I. Were is the tea room? was the quietest of the girls in the asylum, and often kept to herself in fear of Lady Hortence's reign over the other girls. But when Lady Hortence was gone from where Blackbird was, she was easily drawn into talkative situations. Her father dropped her at the asylum at an early age, fearing the dreams that came at night. She gets carried away with the content of her nightmares and becomes violently frightened that they were real; so often screaming, crying, and laughing in the odd boundries of the night and morning. In hearing the words "tea" and "party" together, her ears pricked up and she glanced up from her uneaten gruel at the girls discussing it. Quietly, meekly, she asked "Would I be able to join?" " I do not see a reason not to. I ask only thing. To sit by idly and be a mouse. I would like you to consort with us. I promise I wont bite."
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 9:01 pm
The meal was over now and the girls of the asylum were starting to file out of the dining hall. The scene with the mistress had obviously gotten everyone's attention; many of the girls were turning to give her and Eva quick looks. Some were looks of awe, some of admiration, and some that seemed a bit disappointed. Serra guessed that those girls were looking for a harsher punishment as entertainment.
Among them all, there was one who stuck out. A girl who smiled. A real smile. Serra made sure to return that smile. Getting along with each other was the most important thing in the asylum, she could tell it's what would keep them all sane... well, reasonably sane.
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