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Aren’t you an adventurer? What are you doing exploring the maze that is Celina’s house? In search of something? Or maybe you made a wrong turn on the way to the bathroom? Well no matter, that’s not the point now. You’ve found yourself wandering the catwalk hallways of her home. Behind some of the closed doors you pass the beat of music plays or maybe a horrified scream of terror. Some rooms are ghastly quiet while others have the faint shuffling of an occupant rustling around. For whatever reason you don’t knock on these doors asking for directions back to the main hall… no, you keep surging forward. Maybe too prideful to ask for dully needed help? Or you still haven’t found what you are searching for?
Pausing for a moment you lean against the wall, facing the door adjacent to yourself. It’s not like the others… this one is cracked open an inch. But that’s not all. The wafting scent of hot cocoa invitingly draws you closer. The warm golden beam that illuminates a long horizontal rectangle along your face and torso beckons you in. In no time you find yourself pushing the door wide open and step inside. What graces your eyes is a room that looks like it came directly out of the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Only you didn’t need a golden ticket. The rich browns of the wall complimented the creamier pastels that framed the bedding and matched the drapes. In it’s own right, the room had the appearance of a cup of hot cocoa. The varying shades of brown along with the creamy trimmings. The pungent scent of Hot Chocolate only added to it.
“You!” A young voice calls out. Your eyes pan in the direction of the source. What you earlier assumed was a plushie was infact a boy. A rather small boy. He stood in a mock threatening fashion with hands balled to fists at his hips. “Get out of my room!” He rejoined, stomping a tiny boot to his squishy bed.
“Yeah, get out!” Three other voices pipe up and suddenly you realize this room was a lot more populated than you originally thought. Three other bobbleheaded imps circle you, glaring as hotly at you as the one that was positioned atop the bed. Easing out of the room slowly, you make sure to shut the door behind you. Glancing over to the clipboard that dangled beside the front door of the room like all of the other clipboards along the hall’s walls, you pluck it from it’s holster to see information scribbled in…. the contents mainly on the residents within. You decide to give it a look.

((I just wrote this up to have some fun giving you a setup to the profile. No, my true RPing style isn’t like this. I normally RP in third person and I never control other characters or people unless it’s in settings like this. Please have fun reading the rest of the profile. ^ ^))