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| For the first installment of Palace of Trials what should the RP be about? |
| Murder Mystery |
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| Crime of Passion |
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| Romance and Heartbreak |
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| Other~Please discuss other ideas in the RP Planning Thread |
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Darius D -deceased- Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 2:02 pm
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´·.¸.¤Đąrius´·.¸) `·.¸)
*Darius opened the doors to the Guest Hall and looked around curiously for anything out of place. He notices Aspirin standing before the podium as if nothing was wrong and walks up to her calmly some how relieved by the sight*
"Oh-Ms. Aloe your here! I could have sworn I heard a scream coming from here earlier. Is everything alright?"
*As Darius reaches the podium he reaches his hands out to either side, folds his arms over the edge opposite of Aspirin and lays his head down on them.*
"I've gatta admit I've been on edge since opening time. I just feel like something is bound to go wrong tonight. You must have nerves of steel... Or I may just be thinking too much."
*Darius raises his left hand and caresses the hair on the back of his head.*
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(¸.·´ (¸.·`Đąnielss¤.¸.·`
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 5:13 pm
As Ayumi fiddled with the bread, she began to think of other appetizers.
"Garlic Bread down, what else?"
She walked up to the pantry again. As she opened it, she found some pudding.
"プリン! Pudding!"
She picked it up and inspected it. She opened the packaging, and gave a a quick whiff, then tasted it.
"より多くのミルクと砂糖を必要とする...needs more milk and sugar.."
She paced around the kitchen, wondering if any of the staff would come.
"私は食料品店にダウンを実行させる必要がある、撮影! I need someone to go to the grocery store to pick some milk and sugar!"
As she began to worry about the milk and sugar, a black smoke was coming out of the oven, and the smell of burnt bread was around the whole area.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 5:30 pm
Avoiding eye contact, Aspirin blurts out, "Everythingisperfect, Mr.Danielss Sir, morethanperfectfantasticinfact ! Whythelightsarelovely and asyoucansee, theguestsarecomingin... "
A fashionably-clad blond woman arrives in the Guest Hall. Aspirin gratefully and speedily directs her attention at the woman, asking her if she would like to have her coat stored away.
"May I see the guest book miss?" The woman asked.
Taking great caution to whisper, Aspirin replies, "Oh, terribly sorry m'am, but we do no seem to have one tonight...."
And Mr. Danielss did not seem to notice. Still at the podium, he mumbles something about being on edge.
Turning her attention back to him, Aspirin notices the worried lines on his face. He looked like a bitter raccoon. She wondered how many hours of sleep he got the past evening, but decided not to ask. Rather, she inquired, "Sir, why do you throw these parties? It is a terrible amount of work, isn't it? Oh! But I mean absolutely no offense! This is a splendid occasion, your mansion is beautiful and surreal and I could be entertained just walking the halls all evening."
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:59 pm
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*Darius speaks from his current position*
"Not for fun I can assure you. Its just something that happened. I worked as a Security Guard for a while at a bank when my currently employer offered me this job. I've been arranging these parties year after year ever since."
*Darius Danielss rose from his position more relaxed*
"The pay is better but the work is more strenuous and I-"
*Darius noticed the woman and immediately recognized her as a relative of his employer.*
"Oh-WELCOME!"
*Darius bowed before the woman*
"Please have a seat while I get the Guest Book for you! Miss Aloe would you run to the kitchen and grab a sample of the delicacies for our guest to enjoy before the evening begins?"
*As the woman graciously turned her back and headed for the sofa Darius ran up to Aspirin and started pushing her to the door leading to the Ball Room. She tried to say something to him as they reached the door but he repeated himself sternly into her ear.*
"RUN!"
*Darius shoved Aspirin out the door and quickly directed his attention back to the woman. He quickly walked over the the podium and grabbed the Guest Book and reached for the pen. but nothing was there. He did a double take and noticed that the pen attached to the chain on the podium was not there.*
"!!! Umm-uhh !!! HEre! LET ME GET you some TEA!"
*cough cough*
~Ahem
"Would you like one lump or two miss?"
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(¸.·´ (¸.·`Đąnielss¤.¸.·`
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Darius D -deceased- Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 2:29 pm
Amazed at how desperate Mr. Danielss seemed, Aspirin rushed away from the guest hall. Flying down the ballroom hallway where the band was in once again in full swing, she noticed a faint burnt smell. As she proceeded to the kitchen, the smell became absolutely pungent. A surprised cry pierced the air, followed by a trail of exasperated Japanese words.
"Is everything alright?" Aspirin shouted to the head chef.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 7:53 am
"キャー！ああ！ウー！私はとても怒っている！これは決して前に起こった
Why? This never happened to me before?"
Ayumi walks to the oven slowly and opens the oven.
"This is what I get for obsessing over my favourite food.."
Ayumi slowly kneels and breaks out in tears.
Then, Ayumi noticed that Aspirin was there, at the door.
She quickly wiped her tears and coughed.
"Err, yea- NO!! NOTHING'S OK! I MESSED UP! And if I mess up here, my ママ, or Mom, says I can't go to Japan and study the art of sushi! And I NEVER mess up!! Please, help me!"
Ayumi was practically on her knees, begging for help.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 2:20 pm
"Oh man.. what happened? What can I do to help you?"
Aspirin looked around the room, feeling slightly hazy from the smoke stinging the air.
"Where was the fire? Everything looks alright M'am. How about we open a window? Don't worry, I'm sure Mr. Danielss will be too preoccupied to notice. He's with some important company right now."
Aspirin studied the head chef. She didn't look like she was much older than Aspirin herself. And quite a cutie too. Probably a halfie Japanese, with a European nose bridge and large, deep set eyes.
Absentmindedly, Aspirin asked, "Your hair, miss, is it naturally that color?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 11:53 am
*Darius went over to the refreshment station and started preparing some tea with his back turned to the woman he tries to avert her attention from the Guest Book by idle conversation until Aspirin gets back.*
"So If I'm not mistaken you are the Count's niece? How is your uncle and will he be joining us this evening? I've spared no expense for this years ball! I've even hired a few new staff members, while of course staying on budget!"
*Darius prepared the platter with all the silver bowls, spoons, cups and pitcher atop and balanced it all on his left hand and gracefully walked toward the woman. The woman seemed slightly impressed and helped herself to some tea as she went on conversing with Mr. Danielss about her expectations for the ball.*
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Darius D -deceased- Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 3:25 pm
Ayumi was glad Aspirin could help.
"Hmm, maybe you can open that large window on the left of the kitchen, and maybe get a towel and clear up the smoke? I don't really want the fire detector to go off, hehe."
Ayumi quickly noticed Aspirin staring at her.
"Err, is something wrong?"
"Your hair, miss, is it naturally that color?"
Ayumi felt startled. In a situation like this, and Aspirin was asking if this was her natural hair colour..?
"Umm, I guess so? My dad's blonde, and my mom's light brown, verging on blonde. And my mom has really natural brown highlights, so yeah..."
"Anyways, do you need any sample pastries for the young lady outside? I have some petit fours and creme puffs I made waaay earlier, and I'm sure they weren't burnt. I could hear Mr. Danielss *shouting* it to you. Try one! My treat!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 1:29 pm
Aspirin walked off to the left, unlatched a few hooks and pushed open the large, circular window. Fresh air overtook the room. Beating the air with a towel, she heard Ayumi pause at her previous question, as if confused.
"Umm, I guess so?"
Ayumi went to mumble something else about her family's hair colors.
Well ! Aspirin thought, Not all blondes are unintelligent, superficial bitches! Not like that a*****e Cary, or her friend Devon. Psshhhtt. Those blind and dumb sluts... How could they do that to Rachel?! Well anyways, Mythbusters reporting for duty! Mission #295, debunked!
A stupid grin appeared on Aspirin's face.
"...creme puffs..."
Huh?
Aspirin snapped back to earth, realizing she was still waving that towel around the now-smokeless kitchen.
"What? Where? O-oh here! Hey, thanks Miss Master Chef Extraordinaire! Sorry, I was just daydreaming about diet coke and mentos... OH WOW these are PHENOMENAL. Are these for the guests? ... Can I quit and become a guest?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 1:50 pm
Ayumi giggled.
"Coke and mentos I hear that if you put it together, they make an explosion? And thanks! I don't know if Mr.Danielss can find a replacement for you right now if you quit, but I'll be sure to leave something for you and many be your family?"
Ayumi walked up to the pantry again, and shoved a small plate full of Petit Fours and Creme Puffs in Aspirin's hands.
"Give it to the lady, and DON'T EAT!", she giggled again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 3:18 pm
"Yeah! Hey, lets try it when tonight is over. To celebrate! I'm sure we can get some coke and mentos somewhere around here..."
"I'll be sure to leave something for you and maybe your family"
Aspirin resists the urge to prance around the kitchen.
"Thank you! But please, don't bother miss. It's probably unprofessional, and I don't want to trouble you. But I'll take these and I'll try my best not to eat them. Just so you know, there'll be violent mental warfare in my head the whole two minutes it'll take me to walk back to the Guest Hall."
She took the tray and headed back to the Guest Hall. Suddenly she turned back around.
"Errr, miss? Do you happen to have a pen?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 3:39 pm
"Haha, sure? Why not? I never seen such a thing before. And don't worry about it! I'm sure there will be lots, the turnout here is really bad...本当に悪い..."
Ayumi started to get some flour and sugar out as Aspirin walked out of the door.
"Errr, miss? Do you happen to have a pen?"
Ayumi turned around around.
"Hmm, I think so!"
Ayumi goes to the mini staff room and rummages through her bag.
"どこかにする必要があるんだ...there has to be one...aha!"
Ayumi pulls out a golden pen and walked to Aspirin.
"Here you go! Don't worry about the colour, it's fake. Bite it!"
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 4:46 pm
"Oh! Mister Danielss! You always go all out for my uncles sponsors but I'm afraid he won't be joining us this evening..."
*Leanna looked down and let out a brief sigh before she reached out for the sterling silver tea cup.*
"Don't stress the small stuff good sir you've already outdone yourself-you do every year."
*Leanna gently grabbed the small silver tongs and took two sugar cubes and placed them in her cup before Mr. Danielss poured her the hot tea. She then picked up a small tea spoon and gently dipped it into her cup carefully bringing it around the edge of the cup then returned it to the sliver platter. She slowly began to raise the cup up to her lips but then stopped and stared into the cup solemnly.*
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 5:23 pm
When the Head Chef walked out of the staff room with a beautiful golden pen, Aspirin nearly fainted from happiness.
"Why... it looks exactly like the pen I lost ! Oh god, why are you so lenient? Thank you so much miss for carrying around a golden pen! What's that? Its fake? Hahahaha, I trust you. Would you mind If I borrow it for the evening? I was playing around with Mr. Danielss' pen and it disappeared."
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