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You wake up to find yourself trapped in a dark cell, roughly the dimensions of a small bedroom. You have a cot, a toilet, and a sink. Light only emits from braziers located at short intervals down the stone hallway. The earthly smells around tell you that you're underground.

You can hear voices coming from the walls. Or are they in your own head? Every now and then you really hear something - footsteps, outside your cell. Maybe someone is down the hall? It's so dark... you can barely see....

Story

You are alone. Stripped of your possessions - that means no cell phones, no iPods, no weapons - you find yourself trapped in a cell somewhere underground. All you know is that you can't remember how you got there.

Is that... running water? You can only look at your wash basin - the dirty sink - with a fixed expression. Is it fear - or curiosity? Do you feel apprehensive - or just bored?

There are three people to be aware of during your stay here. One person is Oliver. He is your jailer and your attendant, and he is a crippled old man who is nice to those who are nice in return.

There's also a weird sound coming from up above. You see that the ceiling is also stone, but a few missing bricks reveal a layer of earth underneath. Creaking noises - disturbing noises - come from above those bricks. You almost wish you could excuse it as rats.

Second, is Rosemary. She is the daughter of the owner of the mansion you'll be staying in. Yes, you're in a mansion. A great old, haunted mansion with many surprises. If you're good, you might even get out of your cell and be offered a bedroom in the guest wing.

Ah, somebody left a tray of food at the foot of your bed while you took a nap. They sure are gracious, providing all that food for you, don't you think?

Wait - no. You tell yourself to stop thinking like that. You're a captive - not a guest. You tell yourself you cannot forget that.

But you can never leave. To do so is folly - if you try you will regret it. The third person you should be aware of is Hoyles. Duke Hoyles, that is. He is the owner of the grand mansion, you see, and it is due to his hospitality that you'll be able to stay there until you're ready to move on. Of course, you don't get to decide when you're ready to move on.

You had another dream, one out of many now. But this time it was different... this time it was real. You could feel the wind in your face - the sweat on your brows - the ache in your lungs. You ran faster and farther than ever, trying to escape. But you couldn't.

These are the accepted character profiles:

My name is... Oliver.
My true identity is... zfatal.
How old am I? Just... 67.
This is what my mirror looks like:

I am old, ugly and deformed. I limp when I walk and my back hunches up like that fellow in the bell towers in that movie. I usually carry a broom with me - but my clothes are very nice, specially measured suits and such.
These are my fears: I fear old age. I fear my master. I fear the IT.
I am sometimes described as... a crazy old man. I hobble around, sweeping my broom. I'm nice enough, and although I have strict rules I must follow, I try to help those who are nice in return.
Background: I've worked for the Master for as long as I can remember. He's a good Master, if I do not anger him.
Other: I'm terribly afraid of the IT.


My name is... Duke Archibonde Hoyles.
My true identity is... zfatal.
How old am I? Just... 39.
This is what my mirror looks like:


These are my fears: I fear any boy my daughter may meet one day. I fear death.
I am sometimes described as... frightening. I have a deep, commanding voice and I wear authority as if it were a cape. My servants regard me with fear and respect. My daughter, does not.
Background: I have ruled my estate and my manor since I was twelve - my father died an accidental death at that time.
Other: My daughter is everything to me.


My name is... Rosemary Elizabeth Guinnice Hoyles.
My true identity is... zfatal.
How old am I? Just... 10.
This is what my mirror looks like:

Aren't I beautiful? My Daddy tells me so.
These are my fears: I fear vegetables. I fear bedtime. I fear schoolwork.
I am sometimes described as... a baby. Even though I'm ten, everyone says I act rather babyish for my age. Maybe its the pouting, or the whining? Phooey - I say they're all a bunch of ninnies.
Background: I've lived in my Daddy's mansion all my life! I'm even schooled here, too. It is surely boring, but at least I'm always finding new secret passageways here, and there. And there, too!
Other: I have no fear of supernatural things, here.

My name is... Estelle fon Ronsenberg
My true identity is... MyNameIsTragic
How old am I? Just... 17
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: Dark, Clowns, Being Closed in On, Being Violated, Violent Men
I am sometimes described as... Weak, Sensitive, Timid, Clumsy, Emotional
Background: Estelle has came from a prostegious family that also owns a mansion. However the family members were separated by an attack and Estelle is where she is now. She remember if she had a family or not and don't remember how she ended up where she was. All she knows is that her name was Estelle, she has forgotten her family name.
Other: Before she lost her memories, Estelle used to play both the piano and the violin and she was taught to sing and dance as well.

My name is... Alya Lessairé
My true identity is... Moonhera
How old am I? Just... 11
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: Heights, blood and being compressed
I am sometimes described as... Hyperactive, kind, sensitive, thinks with her heart instead of her head most of the time but she can also be random
Background: She has no family that wants to look after her, so she lives with the others on the streets where her it kind of became her family. She remembers that she has always had to sing for the money she earnt to eat. She wishes she knew how she got into this cell
Other:

My name is... Sammy Lynn
My true identity is... Sam_Supports_Jeff_Hardy
How old am I? Just... 16
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: Being Afraid, and stalkers. Oh, and I also hate it when it's dark out, and people try to creep me out by touching me or moaning or stuff like that. Ugh.
I am sometimes described as... sarcastic and very tomboyish. I am often resourceful, very smart and athletic. I'll be nice sometimes, to the people I trust, and to people of higher authority, or just the old people over the age of 30. Sometimes I'll be nice to adorable little girls... just saying, maybe 11 and younger.
Background: I grew up, a tomboy, not so very happy. My dad was dead when I was three, so I lived with my mom for most of my life. She always told me about fairy tales and happy endings, and how life should be good. Then she died when I was 12, and after I was forced out of my home, to live in the park among those other gang members that like beating people up, I realized that this was life, it was not all some fairy tale. Now, I'm 16. The last thing I remember is falling asleep on the park bench, after receiving a black eye and bruised cheek.
Other: I like to sing, but I doubt I'll be singing at all any time soon.

My name is... Evelyn Marques
My true identity is... Animeprincess9400
How old am I? Just... 17
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: I'm terrified of losing someone I love and rejection. My fear of rejection is so great that it's kept me from ever loving someone.
I am sometimes described as... quiet and shy if I don't know you very well. I'm often proven to be bashful around guys, and a bit of a smart-mouth around people I don't like. I often have random thoughts, which can make me seem even wierder than I really am.
Background: I've always been the odd one out of my peers and family. My family was always happy and upbeat about things, which did get annoying. They also listened to this cheerful music all the time, and they deccorated every inch of the house with colorful flowes. I ended up resenting bright things, and taking a liking to darker music.
Other: I love black roses, morbid things, and scary things. If I were to see a monster up close, I would probably end up trying to get it's autograph instead of running away! And a few times, I've acually thought of trying to see what blood tasted like.

My name is... I'm not quite sure, but people I know call me Nam (short for Nameless, and their dry humor).
My true identity is... Piebald the Rat Master
How old am I? Just... 14
This is what my mirror looks like:

I am not particularly tall, wear plain clothes, I have red Irish hair which I attempt to hold back with a twisty-tie, and oddly light blue eyes. (Please ignore the pinkness of my sandals, as they were found in a river and I am lucky to have them.)
These are my fears: I am afraid of being wounded (a large/deep gash, broken bones, even a twisted ankle,) not because of pain, really (though I don't appreciate the sensation,) but because if I were to be wounded like that, it would impair me too greatly for... comfort. I am also afraid of being seen or discovered; I don't know that many people, nor do I want to, though I am a pleasant enough person.
I am sometimes described as... Retarded (aren't my friends great?), fun-loving, spontanious, unpredictable, nice
Background: Even in my earliest memories I lived alone in the woods. There is a small cabin there, which is where I live. I am a horrible cook, but it's all good becuase if your pour enough ketsup on it, everything tastes the same.. I have three other friends that live with me, well, lived with me, until I was relocated quite unexpectedly here.
Other: I learned English by listening to the Beatles, hence a British accent. This place is really weird. I want to go home.

My name is... Luna Star
My true identity is... d3arlylov3d
How old am I? Just... 16.
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: Luna fears dieing and she is claustrophobic. She is afraid of being too close to someone, like in a crowd. Luna is also afraid of clowns.
I am sometimes described as... Luna is hardworking and strong-willed. She doesn't take crap from anyone and can take up a good fight. BUT she is completely shy when it come to new people and guys.
Background: Luna has lived in the woods, since her family couldn't afford a house. Luna has seen her parents both killed by hunters accidentally, since they thought they were wolves. She was happy to be taken into a house, since she has odd marks, compared to normal people, and many bruises and scratches.
Other: Luna has Luekimia, that she somehow got from living in the woods. She is handling it alright, but can have her symptoms show often. Her orientation is straight.

My name is... Araiah Jeone
My true identity is... british_crumpet
How old am I? Just... 19.
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: too much darkness, needles
I am sometimes described as... a bit out of touch with reality. Scratch that- I'm in my own world, completely
Background: I'm always seen with a book shoved under my nose, usually horror. All my friends question me about it, saying, "If you hate the dark so much, why do you read books like that?" Usually, I smile and answer back "Because the monsters in these books are just make believe," Usually. But if I ever get out of here, I don't think I'll be able to read another one of those books again.
Other:

My name is... kryxel dark
My true identity is... fire axel 08
How old am I? Just... 19.
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: i fear fear...and maybe that time will go away without my knowing.
I am sometimes described as... happy go lucky
Background: small town cop examing a robbery in utah...went to a warehouse where a mafia was setting up and ko'ed
Other: has a blackbelt...and has excaped from every prision cell in utah.

My name is... Stephanie Kilyoko
My true identity is... -xX-Hence-Venti-Vamp-Xx-
How old am I? Just... 15.
This is what my mirror looks like:

These are my fears: A broken heart and loneliness
I am sometimes described as... emotional. I cry easily and can go crazy when lonely. But truthfully, I just don't care about my life when it comes to that.
Background: Stephanie has lived on her own after her mother left her. She lives in an old abandoned house and gets her food by stealing and everything else by the salaries from her part-time job at an Italian cafe.
Other:

As of late, one thought seems to be recurring in your mind, constantly. 'What are they going to do with me?' You cannot help but think this and other thoughts - and suicide seems to be coming closer and closer to the list of options you've been entertaining.

In the basement, is just one long hallway. On one end is a small storage room, where stairs lead up to the library. On the other end of the hall... well, nobody's been brave enough to venture down there. Nobody who is alive, anyway....

On the ground floor, the library is connected to the Grand Hall. This is a multi-story room in which the front doors are also located. You can reach the library, the dining hall, the study (connected to the library), the conservatory, the ball room, and the Gold Room from here. The Gold Room is a long hallway full of portraits and tapestries, lined with sculptures and pieces of antique furniture. This hall ends suddenly, with a giant portrait of Duke Hoyles at the end.

The conservatory is a giant glass greenhouse - two stories, as well. Many different plants exist in there - it's like a maze, actually.

You must go through the ball room to reach the kitchen and the servant rooms. However, the kitchen and servant rooms are locked to all 'guests'.

Upstairs, on the second story (the stairs are located in the Grand Hall), are located the guest bedrooms. There is also a door to the second floor of the library from up here.

Continuing on is the third story. Up there are the personal bedrooms of the Hoyles family, and possibly other rooms. You aren't permitted up there.

Bathrooms are located in every bedroom, and there is one off the Grand Hall as well. The mansion also has an attic, but the route up there has not been revealed to you.

You are free to roam the household - for whatever reason that is. Beware - in this game you can die. Be very careful - and warnings ignored are bound to come back to bite you.

Hello everybody, thanks for joining. I'm going to be gone to a birthday party today, but I'll be back tonight.

Even so, I also have a little sister to fight with over the one computer. (Hers is broken.) But I'm hoping we can start soon, maybe tomorrow. Unless, I get lucky and a swarm of people decide to join while I'm gone.

Heheh, we'll just see now won't we?

bumpie!

[I certainly don't want to meet one, but I don't think about it much either.]

((I suppose but its your call. This is your RP after all. ^^))