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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 5:23 pm
Walter just shook his head at the maid who warned him just as the others had. Yes yes, he understood. Nothing new.. When he was finally graced with the presence of the Master of the house Walter was about to open his mouth when Gaston called the blodo and brains on the door, art. Of course killing was an art as well so eh it wasnt too far fetched. Shaking his head when he was called by some name he didnt know, Walter quickly stepped infront of the Lord's way and smiled.
"Milord, my name isnt Robbie it is Walter. Walter C. Dolones, im here to be your family's personal Butler Milord." Walter said as he went stiff and then bent in half like most Japanes do when greeting a superior. He held out his executive folder. "My resume and references, Milord." Walter said as he straightened back up. He smiled lightly. "I have been a Butler twice before for two very rich families. But none as rich and in such a splendid mansion as you Milord. Is there anything i can start with?" Walter said, having a hunch the Mayor would just ignore his folder and hire him on the spot.
"Would you like me to find you a new front door? And clean the mess outside? It seems some of your former workers could not handle the job you gave them." Walter said as he pointed back to the now open doorway.
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Posted: Sat Feb 26, 2011 1:04 am
 Oh, great. Jade not only failed to safe another soul, but she was also brushed off like yesterday's news! She was starting to feel agitated with how people ignored her existence – why, she would just have to tell her boyfriend all about it! ..Right before informing him she could possibly be pregnant.. again.. Oh, the woes of NPCs! They couldn't even buy condoms with how little attention they got! Really, she tried so many times.. Ah, but, swap perspective to Gaston now, who was currently staring at Walter curiously. A.. butler? They hadn't had a butler before! So, as he did with every new thing he got, he searched his mind for what exactly his mummy used to tell him about butlers. His own family butler.. Oh, he was wonderful at hugs! But, his father didn't like getting hugs from his butler like his mother did, so that would mean he couldn't enjoy hugs either. Lulu would, though, he would have to tell her later. Ah, what else..? Butler were like.. shepherd to the flock! They oversaw the mindless servants! Ah, which made them almost human! Like a charming little Florence! He didn't look at the folder, as predicted, and simply clapped his hands in joy that he would get a little butler of his own. He would have his own quarters! His own maid to do what he pleased with, his own toy ball, and certainly use of the bigger little table that his old head maid once used before she blew out her brains on his pavement.
He grimaced at the sight Walter had motioned him towards and shook his head, “Hired! But, no, you will not be a petty servant! Really, what kind of butler are you? Round up a few of the males and have them clean it up! I'm sure they're doing their mating rituals in the bathroom somewhere..” He paused to think on that for a moment – ah, he should probably allow them to do it naturally before he had to resort to forcing them into captivity for mating. He did need babies if he wanted to do a few of Reinbech's tricks on using servants to their fullest potential. “Ah, as soon as you have done that, join myself in my study in a moment so that you may meet the masters of the home and the terms of your employment.” He said in a way totally not intended to be ominous but, eh, it was hard to say anything related to working for Gaston in a non-ominous fashion. With that, he turned with the folder and left to said study to wait for his brother and.. that other one to come. Yes, he was aware by this point that Jessebelle was in the mansion. He couldn't kick her out to the streets, not with her being a blue-blood like himself! He just had to order her to not.. go near him. Unless it was absolutely necessary, which it never was for Gaston.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:23 pm
Walter crossed his arm over his stomach and bowed low in response. "Of course Milord." Walter said before he righted himself and had his long legs take him speedily to the nearest servant. He asked where the male servants congregated, and when he learned of their location and how to get there, Walter was off, quickly disappearing down the hall.
Lo and behold most of the male servants were in the bathroom, doing god knows what. A prompt and simple speech about how he was now in charge of them all had their attention. Soon after he was ordering them to clean the mess and find a fine door for the Mayor and to install it immediately. Or.. their heads would be his.
Walter also learned of the location of the study from the servants before he let them do their task. He would be back after his meeting with the Mayor to see the progress of the servants. Making his way to the study. Walter knocked before entering the room. It hadnt taken him long to do all that.
"Milord." Walter said as he bowed low again before righting himself. "You needed to speak with me Sir?" Walter asked, falling into the roll of butler all to easy.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:00 pm
"Ah! so much noises! So much noises! What is happening here? You would believe that we are in the middle age.... We aren't in the middle age anymore, aren't we?" Ah! But that slightly high pitched voice could only come from Gaston's brother! The one and only, more pretty than the moon, the stars and the sun all together! It was nul autre que Schtolteheim Reinbach III! Who were the the two previous? Well, they had never existed. Reinbach only liked how the roman numeral for 3 looked. He walked into the study wearing a blue bathroom, pink slippers and a green cucumber mask on his face. There were also two slices of cucumber on his eyes that two servants were charged of holding in place while he walked from the spa to the study. He had head all those people screaming and running around and now they were doing go know what to the front door! How was a man beautiful like Reinbach suppose to relax when peasants were making so much noise.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 8:26 pm
 After sending a servant or two to page the others, Gaston had entered his study to play music on the piano! Ah, such sweet notes that it produced with every random key he hit~! He should make this into a song! A song for his beloved Lulu! In fact, he was so captured by the idea, that he had called a servant in to record all the notes he played. Now, this wasn't the first time that this had happened and the servant knew well enough to not actually record anything the man was playing. Instead, he wrote down the beautiful music that he had created on his own with a dull, sad understanding that his masterpieces would be performed with Gaston's name rather than the rightful owner. Ah, well, his fault for signing his life away to a buffoon!
Soon, the game had ended and he was shooed away, Gaston moving from the piano to sit at a couch and watch his servant walk by the butler. So far, only Reinbech had arrived, in all his unprepared grace. Jessebelle was likely avoiding the overweight horse Reinbech had come with or doing a similar beauty treatment, but at least Reinbech had the decency to come despite that! He smiled at his brother, although.. he couldn't see him and then looked to Walter, “There is one more lord, but you will have to meet my brother first.” He turned to Reinbech at that point, “Dearest brother, we have ourselves a butler! You do remember mother's butler, yes? I have my own now and I am granting you access to him as well.” Because no one used another man's servants without asking! It was.. just wasn't right!
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 8:41 pm
 "Oh? A Buttler? Really?" Asked the man in astonishment. Oh, her remember Mother's buttler! She really liked to approve of everything he did by screaming 'yes' all around the house. A butler would certainly make this place better! If it was possble. The mansion was as perfect as a mansion could be. Oh! A butler would make it into a castle! Maybe they should had a rainbow of it! With some clouds! It'll be their castle in the clouds over the rainbow! Now, where could a man such as them buy clouds and rainbows? Hmmm... Ah! But first, back to the buttler. "Left-cucumber-servant!" He called as the woman holding the slice over his left eye flipped it so the pompous man could see Walter. "Are you a certified buttler, Jonathan? Not to doubt you, good brother, but you I've heard rumours of man masquerading as butlers! If you are really one, you should be able to answer those three questions... What time is teatime? Why did the chicken cross the road, and what is the square root of 81?" All questions that every buttler should know the answer of!
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 1:02 pm
Walter turned on his heel quickly to face Reinbach, he bowed low once more like some Asian cultures do. So he was to be a butler for this idiot to? Ah, well it wasnt like this was a hard roll to fall into. Then again it seemed to be in Walter's genes to be a servant of some sort.. being British and all. He rolled his eyes as Gastons brother threw questions at him.
"Yes i assure you Milord i am certified. And the name is Walter. Tea time is promptly at four p.m. and the square root of 81 is 9." Walter said with a smile. "As for the chicken crossing the road.. there are many answers depending on whom you ask, Milord." Walter said as he smirked.
"Why did the chicken cross the road? So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely chicken's dominion maintained." Walter said, giving them both an answer he thought they would enjoy. Stupid simple rich people... It was all too easy for Walter to play into their ego.
"Now.. shall i get you two anything? While we wait for the other lord of the manor?" Walter asked with a sly smile.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 6:17 pm
 Gaston waved a hand and nodded at Reinbech when the man decided to test out their butler, more appreciative for it than anything. If there really were butler-masqueraders, then he would like to make sure he wasn't going to be fool enough to hire one by mistake! He would hate to see his estate fall apart as a result of such a folly. He trusted his brother's judgment for, of course, who other than a royal could truly tell a fake from the real thing? Everyone else was much too dim for such a task! So, it was with no protest that he watched the test take place. Starting with the most important of questions – ah! That baffling chicken one! His servants often flunked that one! It was why he was without a butler now and everyone had been stuck in the same job they were hired into. Well, aside from Jade, who bounced between positions to the point where it was easier to just call her 'Gaston's b***h'. Not that Gaston would call her that, it wasn't pretty enough, but that was certainly what everyone in the halls liked to dub her. Enough of that, it was time to watch Walter carefully and see if he could..
“Ah!” He cried out before his thought could even finish and smiled, looking at Reinbech for a moment before clapping his hands in joy. Yes, yes~! The man had passed! That was brilliant, if not beautiful! He would like for it to be written down and hung in the servant's quarters as a prime example of what they should all strive towards in intelligence – In fact.. “Your first task is to have that embroidered that answer into a tapestry and hang that in the servant's quarters bathrooms for all to see! There should be a seamstress somewhere in this mansion.” He paused, oh, but.. “But, first, drinks! I should like a glass of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne for myself, a Sapphire Martini for the third lord, and.. ah, what would you like, dear brother?” He looked to his sibling to answer that, already well aware of what the other woman would like. If only because that's what mother had every morning! Every woman should like that, yes?
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 6:52 pm
 Oh! What a wonderful answer! What a magnificent answer! Yes! Yes! Ah, so perfect! The man had joined his brother into cheering and clapping his hands out of joy. He had never heard of an answer to the chicken question getting so close to perfection! The only way to have made it 100% perfect, would have had to get the chicken to have servants brings him on the other side of the road, but still! Ah, he felt like shedding a tear... there you go! He whipped it with the revet of his hand as he kept smiling and cheering at the man. What was his name again? Oh, he would just call him 'Butler the Butler', that would be good enough. "Such an answer! Ah! Yes! Yes! Please! Write it were every lowly servants can see it! Oh, right cucumber servants, go kiss Butler for me. Go on! Don't be shy!" The young female that was holding the cucumber gave an apologizing look at Walter before kidding him on the kips and returning to hr cucumber duty. Ah, she had done worst thing in the past for her master. That wasn't so bad. "Ah, dearest brother, it is still early in the morning." It was passed 3pm. "I will have something simple, like.. Like a Movida's Sparkling Christmas Flawless Cocktail! With a diamond ring on the glass, not a gold one. Gold is so last year." The fashion was all to diamond and platinum nowadays. Every person of their stature would know at least that much.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:20 pm
Walter smiled, ah.. this would be too easy. Walter nodded at Gastons orders but was surprised when Reinbach had his servant kiss him! Walter blushed lightly and cleared his throat to regain his composure. "Right then. Ill only be a moment." Walter said before he turned on his heel and left the study. --
Searching for the nearest servant, Walter quickly found two women. "I need you both to find the seamstress and have her embroider, this statement into a tapestry and hand it into the servants quarters bathrooms." Walter reached into his vest and pulled out a small pad and pencil. He wrote down what he had given as a response to why did the chicken cross the road. He then handed it to the girls. "Now hurry. The lords of the estate, want this malarkey done quickly." Walter said showing his true feelings for a moment.
Walter then headed off to find another three servants. "You three i need you to get drinks. You grab Henri IV Duognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne, i want it in ice, in a bucket.. with a beautiful crystal glass. From you i need a Sapphire Martini done right and fast, If you dont know how to make it.. here is the reciepe." Walter said before he jotted that down and handed it to boy. "And you i need you to get me a Movida Sparkling Christmans Flawless Cocktail, with a diamond ring on the glass. Now chop chop. Ta ta and meet me back here within 5 mins." Walter said before he wrote down the reciepe for making Reinbachs drink as well.
"And dont disappoint me!" Walter said sternly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 6:12 am
 Finally, her darling man of dreams was calling her to him! Who knew they were in the same mansion the entire time! The things that people learn every day, the more you know! For this special occasion, Jessebelle had to really kick it up a notch! Hair tucked in a wig all powdery and white, contacts a bright violet, and skin powdered nice and pale, she was ready! Oh, not to mention the D cups she adorned on her chest, just another one of her breast collection that her servant fitted and made look natural for her. Or as natural as a giant pair of water bags could look on Jessebelle's smaller figure. She made the servant that came to fetch her wait as she prepared herself in an astonishing fifteen minutes. When you're a girl on the prowl, there's no time to waste. After her servants rained compliments down upon her, she agreed with her glory and stepped out the door where she walked down the very, kind of annoyingly, long hall. Made twists, turns, waited for the servant to check a map, then finally to the stairs.
After a few more rooms and turns, Jessebelle was amazed that she never saw this part of the mansion. She never really dared to, her sense of direction was as good as a blindfolded infant. She got lost going to the bathroom at one time, so she had one installed next to her room. Walking into the room where her darling awaited, she was met with an unfamiliar face. One of which, she had never seen before. Handsome – but not as handsome as her Gaston. What was this guy doing here? This wasn't part of her fantasy! Eugh, this was supposed to be her romantic meeting with Gaston where he'd take her into his great embrace and hold her, proclaiming his passionate love for her! Well, in the face of her soon to be husband, she couldn't lose her face! Clearing her throat, she smiled a soft grin, placed a slender hand to the back of her head and the other on her hip, slanting it outward to emphasize on her curves. ”Hello, gentleman, and-” She looked long and hard at Gaston, batting her false eye lashes. ”Handsome.”
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 3:27 pm
Walter arrived on the heels of Jessebelle. He had a tray of what the lords had ordered, along with what they had ordered for Jessebelle. "Good evening again Milords.. and Milady." Walter said as he side stepped Jessebelle and bowed low to greet her, still balancing the tray on one hand, the other had a hand towel over his forearm. along with the bucket of Ice and the champagne for Gaston.
"For you Milady, the lords ordered it for you. A Sapphire Martini." Walter said as he handed it to the woman. Once she had taken it he headed over to Reinbach and handed him his Movida's Sparkling Christmas flawless cocktail, in a glass with a diamond ring on it. "For you Milord."
Walter then went over to Gaston and produced a beautiful crystal glass that had been sitting atop the tray. He handed that to the lord after pouring him a glass of the Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne that he promptly already had opened and airing. "And for you Milord. Also i have the seamstress working on the tapestry." Walter added before he stepped out of the way so the three of the lords could see one another and talk at their leisure.
"Will there be anything else?" He asked gently. Ah this was still too easy.. of course maybe it was cause he was just ordering people around and not actually doing the work.. well he was in a way... He was just getting the better, more fitting deal.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 1:31 am
 Gaston had been chatting idly with his brother as the butler left, basically just commenting on how the butler was satisfactory so far and then moving on to how wonderful they were in comparison to the rest of the world. Why, they should invent a day just to celebrate his family's existence! He was so enthralled in the idea he hardly took note whether Reinbech had found it delightful or not, but it was more likely the former when it came to the man. He was practically another Gaston – perfection included! If only he could look exactly like Gaston.. Then.. Ah, but, no, such imaginations were better left for when he was alone-alone. It was his favorite fantasy, after all! Not that anyone would notice if Gaston got excited right there – oh. Her. He grimaced as the door opened and scooted in his seat to the farther end of it, which was hardly a movement at all but it was still enough to show his displeasure at being in the same room as Jessebelle. He swore she had almost raped him last time this had happened! ..Or he was pretty sure she had.. Really, she had probably just been saying 'hi', but Gaston's hyperactive imagination wouldn't let him believe that!
“Why, yes, I am.” He answered easily enough once he was done squirming in his chair to show his discomfort like a three year old child. “Oh.” He directed the attention to Walter as the man had walked in, drinks balancing on tray precariously, but somehow managing to not spill as he moved. Which was a good thing, because it would have been likely, butler or not, that Gaston would have had to punish Walter without food for three weeks in the dungeons! He nodded flippantly as the man poured him his glass, looking to the woman in the room while he waited for Walter to finish. He didn't bother to answer the butler while his attention was on Jessebelle, expecting him to simply wait like any good peasant should. “Dear.. lady,” He said with a slight frown and a motion to the man, “this is the newest on staff, our butler. You may use him however you see fit. As a member of the household, I believe you may state your opinion on his employment now.” How did she become a member of the household..? Well, don't ask any of them! It just happened!
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 3:27 pm
 Ah! Of course a national day in their family honour should be made! It would be a day where every peasants of the land would come to them and kiss their feet before performing a mass suicide, so their blood could be colected! He was sure that peasants blood had some magical propriety or something. How else would somethign as ugly as a peasant be alive, after all? Maybe if he was to bath in a tub full of their blood, he would get younger. Oh, he had been such a cute little Baby, it would be wonderful to return to that age. Ah,but enough reminiscence! Butler, the butler, was back with the drinks! The man took a slight sip of his glass, tasting the wonderful hint of diamond ring in it. Such much better than a gold ring. And then, she entered. She looked familiar... had he seen her on the island before? Maybe. She had a face and hair pretty enough for him to have a vague souvenir of her. She wasn't bad looking. The only flaw were her breast. They were so.. small. What were they? C? Maybe D? How could a female go out in public with an handicap like that? Everyone knew that you had to have a minimum G cup.
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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