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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 3:17 pm
 Just as the knob was being turned the knob stopped in place, unmoving as an unknown force was stopping it from the other side. A German man opened and pulled the door towards the woman, staring at her with a small smile that insisted on neutrality. "Hallo Kunde. Bitte komm mit mir, ich hoffe, du bist gut, was ist zu geschehen, so Gang hoch!"* He inhaled deeply and grabbed the woman's wrist a bit toughly as he led her down the large staircase. He directed her past the ballroom into a small section of cells. He opened the door with a small key that broke after its first use. "Mein gott" he screeched before tossing the girl inside the cell, locking the door after she entered. Luckily the door had a plexiglass window that he could smile at her again and waved before he left. The room contained not a lot, but rather under cluttering. It contained a small end table, a plastic chair, an oil lamp, and some rubbish painting that hung on the wall dully, like something very out of place. And indeed it was out of place, a mere weapon if used correctly, and a small finely sharpened pen made of steel, gleaming in the reflecting lights of the lamp nearby as it lay waiting for its next user. There was carpet on the floor, and as it was unexposed, a very deep stain of blood ran underneath it, a plaster of affliction. And while the wallpaper looked new, behind it too housed blood stains from ever alcove on every surface but was cleaned and covered dutifully by the staff in charge. Translation: * "Hello customer. Please come with me, I hope you're well with what is about to happen, so gear up!" The intercom blared again, with automated clapping to accompany after its momentarily delayed pause. "Good job Customer 08712, I knew you could do it! Now over to the stage area, pleas enter the door onto the right, there you will find a cell, and in that cell will be a chair. Sit down in that chair and await more instructions. Thanks for playing!"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 3:30 pm
A man twisted the doorknob with a quick pace and smiled dreamily towards the man who was inside, "Ehi, come sta succedendo? Il mio, hai proprio atletico! È necessario lavorare fuori ... comunque! Sono stato mandato qui per condurvi da qualche parte!"* His disposition seemed friendly, maybe a bit too friendly? He grabbed the boy's arm and led him down the same stairs Alyce was led into and brought him into a small room with a bed, a dimly lit lamp and a book on the sheets. "Vai avanti, dormire e leggere i tuoi dolori via!"** Thrusting the man gently inside the cell, he was left alone to sit and do whatever he pleased. The man promptly left away from his sights. Translations: *"Hey, what's going on? My, you're quite athletic! You must work out ... anyway! I was sent here to lead you somewhere!" **"Go on, sleep and read your sorrows away!"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:23 pm
Let death and honesty
Go with your impositions, I am yours
Upon your will to suffer. Yet, I pray you:
But with the word the time
will bring on summer, ⋞⋞xx ℳ xℹ x⋐ xℌ xℰ xℓ xℓ xℨ xxx ℟ xℯ xℕ xℰ xℰ x xxx ℇ xℛ xⅈ x⋐ xk xs xℴ xℕ xx⋟⋟⧬▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁⧭ She listened closely, and frowned. He wasn't speaking her language! Crossing her arms, she said a bit harshly, "Ever heard of the English language? Yeah. I speak it." before he grabbed her wrist. She let out a little yip of surprise. Where were they going? She was thrown into the room, she screamed as she was thrown. it took her a few seconds to catch herself and stand up. She sent a glare to the boy as he left before she looked around. The first thing she noticed, was definitely the painting. "This place is so damn weird.." She said, then noticed the pen. Why the hell was there a pen here? She tilted her head as she picked it up. Still holding it, she looked around and yelled. "Hello? What the hell is this? I swear to god I'll scream my head off is nobody answers!" She warns, crossing her arms and still holding the knife. She had a feeling she would need it. After all, the blood? Scary mansion? Called for death, and she was to young to die! Though she was talking, she kept looking around, and she was definitely still holding the pen. Was there anything under the painting? As much as she doubted it, she was pretty curious. Without even thinking about it, she took a step towards the painting and touched the painting, as if it were poisonous or something. "What am I doing here?" she asked herself, shaking her head as she took a step back. Emotions ‖ Thoughts: Confused, scared, angry
Clothing: xxx
With Who?: Herself, as car as she can tell.
Out Of ClearConscience: 〘 This RP is cool smile 〙
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 6:45 pm
yeah, I know nobody knows
where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
you got to lose to know how to win half my life's in books' written pages
live and learn from fools and from sages
you know it's true
all the things you do, come back to you  My name? It is คℓу¢є νιктσяιץα ραη∂σяα вℓα¢кωσσ∂. Why such curiosity? Do I really seem all that Strange to you? Alyce jumped at the sound of the intercom coming back on. Her eyes widened, her grip on the dagger becoming tighter. She was praised along with a generic "I knew you could do it!" comment. But then, she was given further instructions. She looked in the direction indicated as the voice spoke through the intercom, and took a deep breath. This whole thing was really starting to remind her of those Saw movies. Atleast the guy wasn't a little creepy puppet dude on some sort of screen.
Twitching her nose, she stood, and cautiously walked towards the stage. After a quick glance behind her, she looked at the door to her right. Feeling a chill creep down her spine in anticipation of what was next, she pushed forward, and slowly opened the door. After a quick peer inside, she stepped in, closing the door behind her. After a quick scan around the cell, she seated herself in the chair, and waited for what would be further instructions.
The questions from before never left her mind, however. She didn't know what the motives of this male were, why she had to obtain this dagger, or why she was even here in the first place. How did she end up here? An endless cycle of questions, likely never going to obtain answers. Her fingers clutched around the dagger securely, awaiting the next bit of instruction. _____________________________________________________
❝Fate is the union of the moment with eternity.❞ Emotions // Thoughts;; Very confused, nervous, a bit fearful.
Health;; 97% [head hurts]
Clothing;; xxx
With Who?;; Alone..ish? Possibly being listened to, or maybe even watched.
Orange Oricana Company;; >> <<
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 7:14 pm
And this is how it looks when I
am standing on the edge
And this is how I break apart
when I finally hit the ground
And this is how it hurts when I
pretend I don't feel any pain
And this is how I disappear
when I throw myself away  Heh, my name? It's ℰιαη νααη ιναη ℒσωєттє. Not like you're worthy enough to know. Really? You think i'm Evil? Why, thank you. I don't care. At the sight of the man outside his room smiling at him an an almost.. Dreamy way, Eian's eyes darted from side to side, then focussed on him again. But then, the male began to speak in.. What was that, spanish? Italian? He couldn't tell. The only language he knew was English, so he was sort of lost. But next he knew, his arm was grabbed and he was being led somewhere. It wasn't a threatening sort of grab, so he just sort of went with it.
At the back of Eian's mind, however, the male was nice, but almost too nice. After going down a flight of stairs, he was soon in a small room. He glanced around, almost nonchalantly, but then the man said something again before leaving, and Eian was left alone with the small space. "What the hell," he said under his breath, then looked around again. A dimly lit lamp, a bed, and a single book on the sheets. Nothing else in the room. His eyes narrowed uncertainly, but then he seated himself on the bed with a huff-like sigh. "Well, I did want to get away from home for a while," he murmured, picking up the book with mild curiosity, and opening it to read.____________________________________________________
❝Just a little case of mood poisoning.. Must be something I hate.❞ Emotions // Thoughts;; Curious, confused, nonchalant
Health;; 100%
Clothing;; xxx
With Who?;; Himself
Our Only Compromise;; }} Yayyy Star joined! {{
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 5:39 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 9:49 pm
Guys, Talon messaged me today to inform me that this RolePlay hasn't been getting activity lately, either we up the ante, or we let this gem die. (Can we actually call it a gem?) Anyway, reply to this post with your opinion, if I get less than 3 responses by the end of the day, I'll kill it.
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