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 Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:08 pm
 Pippin: Heee, I'm more loved. I got first post. P:
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:09 pm
 Phoenix: They just felt sorry for you. (:
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:10 pm
 This is, by far, the messiest room in the building. Everyone has their own personal use for it, whether it be using the television to play video games, making use of the computer when it's actually free from another member of the family, or someplace to drop your things 'til later. Although it is one of the most under appreciated spaces in the house as well as the busiest, it definately holds a whole level of love, unity, and family all on its own.
Massive in number, the most prominant feature in the room would be the extensive collection of photographs and artwork. All along the walls, whether mounted, framed, postered, pinned, tacked, taped, or just resting against something, they are definately a display not to be missed. Like the saying goes, a picture holds a thousand words. If this is true, together these hold books worth of words..
Pippin:
[x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Phoenix:
[x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Madeline:
[x] [x] [x] [x]
Tobias:
[x] [x] [x]
Calliope:
[x]
Phoebe:
[x]
Yuka:
[x] [x]
Zaeth:
[x]
Emiko:
[x]
Aran:
[x]
Dare:
[x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
April/Curiosity:
[x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Gollum:
[x] [x]
Elijah:
[x]
Miscellaneous members:
[x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Pairs:
[x] [x] [x] [x]
Group:
[x] [x]
*All art displayed here is (c) the original artist.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:12 pm
 This is a room brightened by a series of windows and citrus colours. It has a wooden element, but is most definately inviting to anyone. The chairs, covered by a yellow and green fabric, are a bit worn in their appearance but there is definately no avoiding that with such a large family. Candles accent the two joined tables, but they are only lit at the dinner meal. A sweet smell, possibly carried in from the kitchen or remaining from the candles themselves, is very evident in the air.
      
Overall, the room is somewhere one would desire to dine and socialize. It is not as stuffy and proper as, say, a usual dining room, though it does somehow still maintain the element captured by such a room. It is rarely completely cleared of fruit and goodies. A cut out in the wall connects the kitchen to this beautiful dining room, linking the two rooms for easy serving of meals and also the ability to keep a watchful eye of occupants of both rooms.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:13 pm
 Deep to the back of the building, secluded and barely visible against the colours of the walls, rests an office nearly always locked from the inside. Within the doors rests the office of the main co-ordinator, the Head Honcho of sorts. This Mistress of the Taciturn rarely, if at all, emerges from the quarters of her section of the housing building. Few, if any, of the family members have actually rested eyes upon her, so no one's actually sure if there is anyone alive behind the door. The likelihood is that she has everything she needs inside, or that she has a secret passage to the outdoors other than that one door, or even that she retrieves what she requires in the dead of night and returns before anyone notices. Either way, she is merely a shadow in the mainstream of the Taciturn Lime family, but holds much hierarchial power and status nonetheless.
Communication between her and the rest of the family is sparse. It is known that she does possess a computer, as a main system is wired [rumoured to have been done by herself, as well as most of the building] throughout the house to certain keypads and screens throughout the living quarters. Not much else is known, besides this. Mystery is deeply engraved into the existance of this one, but word is she was the one who began it all. Since no one actually has factual evidence, one can merely speculate on the goings on behind this door as well as what the inhabitant is actually like in person.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:13 pm
 The first door on the left hand side of the East Wing belongs to the eldest daughter of the Taciturn family. She goes by the name Madeline, and is very much a second mother to the group. Usually, this room serves to her as a temporary escape from times when things blow into the chaotic range. Nevertheless, the kitchen is more of a home to her than this room.
Painted in a beautiful shade of purple and dressed with wooden furnature and detailed fabrics, the bedroom has a delicate balance throughout. The air is heavy, yet not overwhelming, with the scent of candles. The first window outlooks the rear meadow of the house, whereas the second is traced with a small sewing machine table and set. Everything is very tidy; her extensive CD collection is agonizingly organized into two wall length shelving towers. As a whole, the room has a calming affect, something much desired for someone like Maddy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:14 pm
 Pippin: gonk Who told you about that?! 
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:15 pm
 This room has a truly organic feel to it. Its inhabitant really enjoys nature and all that it can offer. The air is thick with incense, and the bed is made completely out of the wood of a strong tree. Decorations are light in colour but add a spice to the scene, especially those matching the natural theme. [To be continued~] 
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:15 pm
 Pippin: I'd much rather forget that fact..
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:16 pm
 Phoenix: -scoffs- You better have gotten me something decent this year for Christmas, what with all I've had to put up with..
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:17 pm
 This is a room fit for a princess. Fancy pink wallpaper is draped on the walls; the furnature is very elegant, dark, and proper. A dress hangs in the light of the window, its pure white material reflecting an inner beauty. On the bed, a handmade quilt hangs loosely but neatly tucked away. This room has a deep silent element to it, as if it were torn from the pages of history and was left bare of sound. Its inhabitant is, indeed, mute. On her side table is her spare dry-erase board, used to spell out things when she becomes too frustrated to communicate them in different means.
One would assume that, with a room so ruled and orderly, the girl reflects the same qualities. However, the slightest things indicate otherwise; self drawn framed paintings on the walls, her rocking horse obviously worn from use, the rug tugged at a peculiar angle, and the stacks of books messily piled in a disorganized way. Indeed, the girl is still a child, and her room just as youthful; yet, the maturity level seems beyond that of a normal girl her age. It could, perhaps, be the grave insight she's received through her struggles with not being able to communicate orally. There is much to learn about this room, from the hiding spots under the floorboards to the sliding door the wall behind the clothing in her closet becomes..
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 10:18 pm
 Pippin: You know me better than I do! 
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