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 Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 12:53 pm
Long ago..
There was a rich noble...
He had everything he could dream of...however, many rivals in this case..
All his rivals plotted a way to kill him, and anyone having to do with him.
Unfortunately, they were successful.
On March 3rd, circa. 1345
The noble, Mark Franz
His wife, Emily Franz, his two daughters, which were about age twenty, and
his advisers...
His house, which still stands now, in the 18th Century..
Which is more of a castle, has been suspected of being the house of evil beings..
You have been chosen to investigate, before actually approving of sending people to destroy the place..
However....it IS haunted..
And there's no where out..
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 12:55 pm
For the profiles, just simply post a picture.
Add the rest of the info in your first post, thank you..
xDD
We need these characters of all..
Investigators for the king (4):
Ghosts (Emily, Mark, at least one daughter):
Others:
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 1:30 pm
 Elzabeth sighed as she floated though the normal hallways. She somehow felt stuck her, as if she were burdened. She was an innocent in this whole case, she sighed as she stood, looking out the grat balcony, at the sunset. It still kept her interested, looking at such beauty. She rememberd a time, when she was known as the 'princess' of the town, although, she wasn't at all. Many though she was perhaps a kiss-up, but she wasn't at all. Everynight, I'll sneak out of the palace as a peasant. i was around twenty six. I still was youthful, mostly because of the pampering everyday that she received. I was tall, not very, but I was taller than most women my age. I was dressed in rags. I placed dirt on her face. Not to make a fool of myself, I wasn't the selfish one of my family. I was secretly meeting people, and also helping them out as well, though, they thought of me as a saint, and didn't know what I really was. Now, really, I was thinking since my father had all this wealth, why don't I somewhat do something else but just spend it pointlessly. Obviously, not many rich do this, but I wasn't the norm of them all.
It was freezing cold outside, and it began to down pour. I still went out though. I began to quickly walk, out of the palace, using my secret exit, which was the simple backdoor trick, but, I always had to sort of change it up a bit. . I began walking down the streets, keeping a small sword with myself.
I saw a man, though, she was able to look beyond him. I was staring at his face so much, I tripped over on a stone, and landed on him. I quickly shuffled up, and brushed off her clothing. "Sorry Sir.." I said quickly. Some coins spilled out of my pocket. I had a warm loaf of bread. I placed them in his palms. "Here...I'm guessing you must be hungry..." i said, smiling just a little. "I don't have any blankets on me...but I do have some sort of razor if you wish to loose your beard..." i said, taking out a little dull razor. i did have mini sharpening gravel with me. "I can sharpen it a little..." I nodded, putting on her hood, and sitting next to him. Little did I know that one day, he'll become my love...where is he now...I don't know......I wish one day, we would rejoin...somehow...She sighed as the sunset after time, slowy turned to another Twilight.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:32 pm
((I dunno...although his eyes are weird looking and his ears are like an elfs....overall i could've chose a better picture, I'm going to change it.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:33 pm
((K, I want a long beeefy post from you, Mister. xDD ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:41 pm
((Yes Madam Rose. And umm....what are the investigators looking for? Proof of ghosts or something? Is this like ghosthunters or most haunted or something? This first post will be like a journal entry, and the rest will be regular rp posts.))
That day....that accursed day that I had to enter that house for the first time, it was horrible. Everywhere I looked I could feel a presence, some otherworldly presence that just never seemed to go away. Oh how I hoped I wouldn't have to stay here longer than I have to. I had made the mistake of walking into one of the rooms that I suppose that the kings daughter used to live in, and her ghost did not like it. The instant I stepped foot into her room the door slammed rather loudly and abrubtly behind me and there was a loud bang from the bathroom. I, as would any other sane person would do, panicked and opened the door and ran straight out of the room. I tried the front door to get out of this place...this horrible place, but none of the doors would open or the windows. Then night came, I could hear bumps all over this damn castle. To sleep, I had spread out my jacket in a corner and layed on it, falling into a fitfull sleep....
And thus begins my story....
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:47 pm
Adeline was so mean to him, mainly because he looked a lot like her love. She sneaked up on him. "Sir....I understand you're locked up in here.." She sid in a soft voice, with half her body almost mistly. "Are you....?" She asked, looking at him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:56 pm
James had woken up when she had spoken to him. He sat up, and dusted off his jacket. "Am I what?" He asked.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 6:58 pm
((DO NOT DELETE TOPICS, OR MOVE THEM THAT MUCH! I HAVE THEM THERE FOR A PURPOSE. ))
"Devlin..." She said in a whisper. He looked exactly like him. "W-Why are you here?" She asked.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 7:01 pm
((I'm sorry...I didn't know...))
"Devlin? I'm sorry, I don't know anyone by that name. My name is James Nightingale." He said.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 7:05 pm
((It's s'oki. You're only not crew for a day. Not bad...considering..I'm a nice person...))
"You ARE HIM!" She yelled at him with anger, making sharp things in the room float. "You left me! You left me for good! And now you come back out of nowhere....a few days before our wedding..." She said in a whisper.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 7:08 pm
"Ma'am, Ma'am, please don't hurt me. All I know is that I had woken up in the hospital a day before with a note in my pocket that said James Nightingale. The doctors said I had amnesia, and that the note probably had my name on it." He said, hiding back into the corner as far as he could so that the shadows enveloped him.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 7:14 pm
((Dude? There's no doctors there. You're ruining the plot. He's there to see if the place is haunted or not. ))
((OH! I mixed up the names. ))
Elizabeth looked at him. "No...you are him..." She said, trying to touch his face a little, but it partially went though. She sighed. "You are him..." She whispered. "You're here to see if ghosts are here or not, and guess what?" She asked a matter of factly. "There are....that's why you're locked in here..."
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