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 Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:00 pm
welcome to Russo Manor may i take your coat?
as i establish npc's i will post a different color text for each npc.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 1:15 pm
a large man with a tall hat and his small wife walk in
"why thank you sir" as he tosses a small coin to the doorman
"you shouldn't spoil the help Farnsworthe, he's already being paid for that"
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 2:29 pm
Over the next few moments guests start crowding in and taking their seats. some of the guests include a tall thin man, a bubbly woman, a young gentleman and a relatively normal looking guy
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:24 pm
the guests are ready to be served, where is that waiter.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:29 pm
With a sigh Sirreli stood before the guests.
"Good evening. May I take your orders?Madam Sophie only serves the finest cuisine in the land." He Said with a humble tone.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:32 pm
As rehearsed, a large gong was struck three times. Once to let people know something was about to happen. Twice to make sure that those who didn’t originally notice the deep chime were able to hear it. And a third time to finally signal the grand entrance. Two doormen pulled open the heavy doors and Sophie stepped out from behind the large burgundy curtains draped behind the doorway.
Her black dress poofed out to be almost twice as wide as her shoulders. The fabric hung heavy off of her frame. Her make-up was dark with smoky-gray eyes and thick crimson lips. She slowly descended the wide, marble staircase, stopping four steps up from the base.
She finally cracks a small smile and proclaimsWelcome, honored guests. I hope you have been enjoying your meals. But I know you came here for something more. The festivities are now ready to begin. Bring out the entertainment! Sophie hid that she was still troubled by the letter the strange boy had given to her not an hour before, and something told her she should have paid more attention to her own reading.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:41 pm
the lights all around dim and the stage light comes up to reveal people around a table and another table stacked with presents of all shapes sizes and colors.
Begin act 1.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 5:48 pm
Sophie didn’t even bother watching the play. She already knew all the twists, turns, and how it concluded. She wasn’t interested. What she WAS interested in was new clients. That was the whole point of tonight’s gathering. She had planned to scan the crowd and see if she could pick out new potentials. However, her plan was ruined by her now desperate search for the mysterious author of the letter. Could he be here?
She cursed herself for not having a set guest list. A lot of those in attendance seemed unfamiliar to her. Besides, if the sender was coming to the event, why hand the note to the child as a delivery boy?
Nothing seemed to be going right that evening.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 4:41 pm
the play goes on, and its full of plot twists and some over-acting but is for the most part entertaining. it follows the story of a someone being murdered during their birthday party. at this point in the play you find out that surprise surprise everyone there has a different motive. dun dun dun....
like this play is kinda confusing me miss russo. but thats ok i think i like it.
umm...waiter...could i...maybe...get some wine?
and might i have some milk please?
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 5:04 pm
Sirreli nodded and began to make his way with towards the kitchen and when sure he was clear made a beeline for the gifts...
"Damn pompous jerks..." he muttered.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 5:06 pm
what ARE you doing?! thats the stage, the kitchen is that way. he points in the other direction. ugh...good help is hard to find.
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:47 am
Sirreli let out a sigh and made a beeline for the kitchen. He already hated working this job and the night had hardly begun...
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:18 am
As sirelli reached for his drink tray he noticed there was a note addressed to him on it
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 7:23 am
"they like leaving these about..." he mumbled as he pocketed the note and took the drinks over to their respective guests. Once finished with this task he moved off to a fairly separate spot and looked at this latest piece of the job.
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sphagetti man Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 8:13 am
as the play progress the intensity is spiraling upward creating a feel of nervous panic and at the apex of emotion the lights cut out.(according to the script)
AAAAHHHH!!!!!
AhhhhhhHHHH
AaaagggHHHH
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