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 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:32 pm
A house called 'If'
A house in the middle of a park. Old, worn down, yet elegant. A remainder after the plowing of the Garland Row to create the Garland Row Park. The reason it stayed? It won't be torn down.
The gate around it is wrought iron, molded and sculpted into vines, leaves and flowers of white, and rising from the earth but three feet high. The gate and outside aren't all that important really....its whats on the inside of the house that matters.
Countless rooms are there, beautiful, horrific, bloodied, clean...and a full stocked kitchen, or so rumors tell.... but the catch is: Once you go in, you cannot go back to the life you lived before.
You see...the house is a gateway to the parallel world. You could even not exist there, thus...a new identity would be needed... On top of that... Garland Row still stands... And the park is just across the street.
Can you handle the new world Or will it consume you?
Note: This is science fiction. However, since most of you see science fiction as robots and lasers, let me make one thing clear: In this world, the most advanced thing would be the Bio-nuclear reactor and cold fusion HAS been discovered, there is no energy crisis...and flying cars are still in the future.... Everything is basically as it is now...Oh and the setting is pretty much Gaia proper. Brush up on your history of gaia folks.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:42 pm
Rules:
+ Follow all TOS and Rules of the Guild.
+ All posts must be AT LEAST 5 sentences. If you cannot write that much, don't b***h. *
+ Describe your character as you go, preferably in one post.
+ If you dare post a profile in here, it will be deleted and I will complain about it in the OOC threads for about 1 week.*
+ I am god... in this thread. Get over it and get writing. {{Guild Captain's comment: And I am god in this guild ;D }}
+ This rule list will probably NOT be enforced half the time, but at least try to follow it.
+ There is no such thing as talking animals. {{Guild captain's comment: You wound me TwT }}
+ The world on the other side is up to you, same with the people there. IF I CATCH YOU RPING BY YOURSELF WITHOUT BOTHERING TO INCLUDE OTHER PEOPLE EXPECT ANNOYING AND ANGRY OOC!!! *
+ If your character is a furry in this world, they won't be in the new world. Account for that. And no. If your character isn't a furry, they won't be a furry in the other world. Nothing against Furries, but seriously...lets try to keep it to a minimum of malevolent, benevolent, and human stuff... -_-;; *
+ Have fun.
+ Killing is allowed. With permission from the person being killed. Otherwise....I KEEEL YOU! *
+ Godmodding will be met with Godmodding and SPAM! *
+ I reserve the right to alter, change, add, and interpret these rules in any way shape or form.
* Created out of irritation. May or may not happen. Be on your guard.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 5:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 5:04 pm
Act 1: ........Opening day of the park. cue curtain!
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 4:51 pm
Slowly and softly a woman moved down the lane that had once been the infamous Garland Row. Now a park, Garland Row was still quite elegant. A perfect place to take a break from the bustle of the world.
Hardly a sound was heard that wasn't laughing or enjoying themselves, thought the woman. Her platinum blond hair was almost white in color, givng her good excuse to wear dark make up and clothes. Black and white was what Ashley always wore; be it a black and white top, or a black jacket worn with a pair of dark jeans.
She was quite smartly dressed. A professional through and through. And what was her reason here in the recently established park? She had to write up a story about the house that never fell. Rumors of the house rebuilding itself after being torn down made her a bit uncomfortable, but she had a story to do.
Natalie needed this... she needed the opportunity to promote herself. She needed the higher pay. She needed to get out of this city and find a better place to work ...
She stopped in front of the aforementioned home, staring up at the old two story Victorian with admiration and fear. How was she supposed to write a story about an old house like that again!? What were her editors thinking! What a bunch of nutjobs...
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:03 am
~Having come across the sea, a young man walked through the park in search of the strange house that was rumored to come back time after time it was supposed to have been brought down.
While alot of people claimed ghosts and the paranormal things were fake, he believed in it to a certain amount, this house was pretty much proof for him.
Ha had done his useall research before going to any such places, knowing who build the house, anything that could have happened there and so on. Unfortunatly, he hadnt dug up much usefull information from that.
Even so, he had managed to gather enough money from the small paranormal club he was in so he could investigate. Normally you did so in a group, but no one else tagged along with him this time. They had all aclaimed to be too busy to join him. Fah! He knew they werent.
The young man run his hand through his dark blonde hair and looked around the park with his blue eyes to see where the home could possibly stand. He was wearing a white T-shirt, some black jeans and a pair of black shoes. He also wore an open black vest. On his back he carried a backpack of some sorts with unsure contents. He wore glasses as well, but he useally forgot he was wearing them.
When he spotted the home he walked towards it, being intrueged as he was, he didnt notice anyone else near it.~
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 12:30 pm
This was far from outrageous, this was downright cruel of the network to send her out on this! What if it collapses? What if it turns out to be a horrific monster of a house? What if it is haunted up the wazoo!?
Her frazeled nerves began to show as her smile tightened. She felt her luck began to wear thin.
Hardly taking a glance away from mentally scribing down a title for her segment ( Gallows Row House; Haunted With a Chance of Termites), Natillie noticed that someone was walking towards the house. Then her full attention was on the young man.
What did he think he was doing anyways?
The woman shifted on her feet before letting her green eyes pour over this interesting male. "And just where do you think you're going with that? Certainly not inside!? " Natalie couldn't suppress a little bit of awe in her voice, but she did manage a very convincing authoritative scowl.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 1:06 pm
~Her voice startled him, seeing as he had been only looking at the house and he turned around to look at the female standing there.
He let out a small sigh, feeling foolish he had been so startled now.~
"As a matter of fact, I am going inside. Im here to investigate the house."
~He seemed to have some sort of german, but not quite german, accent as he talked. He took in this woman in front of him, wondering what she was doing in a remote place like this. It was a park, yes....but he hadnt really expected anyone to be at the house other then him.~
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 12:07 pm
She was in shock.
Someone wanted to go inside the building!? Why? The reputation was that no one came out. Not to mention that it was clearly some sort of scary place with its overgrown yard and...and... and... Okay, so the building creep-ed her out.
Her mouth caught up with her brain at last. "Why do you want to go inside that place!? " her shock was hard to hide, so she didn't bother. Initial reaction done with, she remembered the rest of his sentence that explained why. Investigate, huh?
A story was itching to be written it seemed. The woman composed herself and said, "Alright. I'm coming with you then. " He seemed prepared for almost anything. And besides! A big strong man would be useful in case something happened.... He'd deal with it while she found a decent place to escape from; that is, if that situation should ever arise.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:59 am
" Your comming with me? I beg your pardon, but you know the stories about the house right? that no one who entered came out of it ever?.
The stories that it was supposed to have been brought down to add more trees to the park but that it rebuilt itself over and over again?.
It scared off the rest of the paranormal club I belong to and they didnt want to go....but you do?
Dont get me wrong...Id love to have some company."
~He blushed, having said all that a bit fast as he had realized she was quite an attractive young woman. His brain must have been in sleep mode for a moment, but not his nervousness around females had sneaked back and tapped him on the shoulder to remind him that the person in front of him was defintly a female~
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 8:17 am
Natalie blinked at this man. Did he not see her pad of paper? Heck! Did he not see her press badge bolstered to her jacket? Oh wait. That would be out of the line of sight considering it was hanging around her neck on a chain that had it dangle just below her assets. The woman sighed. Men...
"I have a story to right for the paper about this house. I don't have much of a choice in this matter. "
Her weight shifted from both feet to one foot as she mentally told herself to relax. By gods, was this 'ghost hunter' blushing? Eeesh. It's like he'd never seen a girl before! Sigh...
"Well, lead on! You're the expert after all. "
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 8:39 am
Brittany is looking through the world through a pair of large bulky binoculars. She sees two people conversing. She turns her binoculars attention over to the two figures in an attempt to read their lips.
Someone rudely bumbs her skinny shoulder knocking the binoculars to the grass below. It is her older brother, Tom. Tom smirks and says, "Still trying to avoid the house?" Brittany looks down unsure of what to say. Then she blurts. "I'll only go if you go." Tom looks taken aback and his light brown eyes glaze over as he gives a meniac look to his younger sister. "You know what'll happen if you- we go in." Brittany tucks her red hair behind her ear and says, "We never come out." She picks up her binoculars and makes her way to the house, Tom follows grimacing slightly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 12:08 pm
Tom walks up to the man he saw observing the house. He takes something from his inner pocket. Cigarettes. He then pats around but he seems to have lost his lighter. He taps the man on the shoulder. "Do you have a light?" He askes putting the cigarette between is lips.
Brittany looks over and sighs. She's tried and tried but there's nothin she can do to stop him from smoking his life away.
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