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So, I devided that this should be the new RP, cause I was rereading the books before england finally gets Dark Days and I realised alot of comedy and action and other stuff revolves around the Sanctuary, So, Maybe you guys can put your thought processes and stuff into this and we can have a story really going on? ^^ (It'll be like in the middle of anime where they put a filler right in on the main story, Just until maybe we, or rather I, can be bothered to go back to the fighty one with Xeias or whatever his name was :S Considering I've gotta read 540ish of your guy's lovely posts cause I forgot most of what happened, so til then, New role play? biggrin

hm. could be...or just an irrelevant side story, i guess it depends on who/how it starts

So, I'm a little confused. What is the exact plot?

(okay I got a way to start it, so yeah here it goes)

Alruvian walked into the wax musuem for the first time in a long time; the last time he was within the sanctuary was when he was gathering the few useful rare items the sanctuary contained and then making a get a way from the war.

He had taken note of quite a few new changes, for instance he now noted that the lock he had traditionally known as being the ritual of saying "I put ketchup on my spaghetti" was long gone. Instead he now had to talk to a statue, a statue who because of his lack of knowledge of the new world meant it was incredibly hard for him to identify, and seeing as he could only read Greek Italian French and an old form of magician language he couldn't read the clearly stated sign.
He said to himself "Well atleast I can speak the bloody language." To which the statue replied, "quite good too sir." Almost instantaniously Alruvian was shocked, the statue continued "Would you like to go into the sanctuary sir, I'll send up the director right away." Alruvian waited patiently for his unwanted companion to come and get him, he'd wondered whether the base shape of the triangle benief dublin had actually changed in anyway whatsoever. The administrator arived and he was taken into the meeting area to wait for his appointed friends...


(OKAY! So I started it, but I go on holiday tomorrow and do not get back until friday, so you can either say my parts or just wait for me to get back? ^^ Hopefully you'll choose say a few of my parts and get to have some fun with it, I hope my start is detailed enough to bring some sort of... Idea? into your heads)

Alright, I'll give this a go...

lurid krept into the old wax museum. She had herd of this place before, but had never ventured inside. She figured that there would be something useful to steal.
"Miss Macabre, what a pleasant suprize." The sudden voice made Lurid squeak and jump into the shadows, there by becoming invisible. This place had been deserted for years, so why on the one day that she had decided to come, was there someone here? More inportantly, how did they know her name? "I can see you there," the voice said. That was impossible, know one human could... But then maybe it wasn't human. Slinking round, she saw a statue of a man, he was smiling. She stared at him in bewilderment. The statue frowned "Dear me, Lurid, quite dumstruck this time, aren't you?" this time?
"Um...uh..." she stuttered. This was stupid, it was only a statue, she had seen worse before. She straightened herself up. "What are you?" she commanded.
"I am a statue," it said. Lurid paused,
"Yes...I can see that. I'm not talking about the obvious. You can talk."
"Well perceived, Miss Macabre." lurid frowned and the statue grinned, enjoying her bewilderment. "I am indeed a statue, but i guard the entrance to the sanctuary." lurid stared.
"... The sanc-whooey?" the statue frowned
"Not 'whooey'," the statue said "tuary. Tuary, not whooey. Sanc-tuary." lurid paused
"...Riiiight..." she said. The statue sighed in exasperation
"Enough of this fiddle-faddle-"
"Fiddle-what?" lurid interrupted.
"...Never mind," the statue growled, now deciding to change the conversation. "You are awaited in the main meeting area, Miss Macabre. I have alerted the director and he is presently on his way up to take you there." Lurid stared
"But...how did you know I was coming?"
"We know everything, Miss Macabre." lurid grinned
"Do you know what I'm thinking now?" The statue sighed.

You're quite welcome to use a new character

(I guess if we want skulduggery in this one we'll have to write him in ourselves for the record.)

Alruvian turned to the masked lady, "Well darlin'. I'm not all that sure, the skull told me that he needed to have a talk about something particularly important. So I'd be damned if I knew, anyway, why the mask, there's either a beauty to be discovered under there, or a monster meant to be hidden. I certainly hope it's a beauty with a body as fine as that one meh dearry." Alruvian said as he watched her looking round the room. "49 tiles" he said. "That's how many tiles there are on the roof, strange to have an odd number in a square like room, but it's what it is, by the way I'm Alruvian and I'll most certainly be braving any danger for you." Alruvian said with cheecky confidence.

Lurid Macabre frowned at the mention of Skulduggery, as the man spoke, but she shook it off. Her frown deepened in anger as the man carried on. "I'd be careful if i were you." she growled. She felt compelled to slip into the shadows, just to confuse him, but she resisted the urge. This was no time for jokes. "And as for the danger, I think that you'll be protecting yourself," she paused "from me." she could feel here eyes changing to a deep red. Lurid almost jumped when she heard the door click open and someone stepped in. She blinked a couple of times, forcing her eyes back to emerald green and the new person sat opposite her. "And, who might you be?" she asked, hoping that he would not be as discourteous as the last.