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Duchess
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Duchess made way over to the elevator with her servants following when she heard the receptionist call out, "You're not allowed to bring extra persons into your room!"
Was she serious? She went back over and paid for her servants to stay in separate rooms on a different floor. There was no way that she could live without her help, even in this competition. A small financial set back was okay when it's for such a worthy cause. She resumed her ascent in the elevator to her designated room. It was not as bad as she thought it would be, for a mediocre establishment that is. She quickly shooed off her lackeys and took to the task of unpacking all her suitcases and throwing items around in an orderly mess. She had a system to the madness that would be sure to put her on top or risk shaming her entire family. ![]() Lucid loves Duchess and takes her signature virginity. <3 Ashy refuses to share Duchess with anyone D:< Duchess is idol TRASH Feel free to bully me about it | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:11 AM |
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[[There were extra rooms on that floor that they could have stayed in, by the way. x-x White paid for an entire floor... That has about 20 rooms on each floor. We didn't use them all. D: What, does she had about ten servants or something? Because we've only got 13 rooms occupied. xD;;]] | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:13 AM |
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Duchess
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((She has like... everything.. a chef, hairstylist, fitness trainer, makeup artist, footmans, handmaids, cleaning maids, etc... It's insane. She's insane xDDD But she cannot go anywhere without an entourage))
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![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:15 AM |
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[[WELLLLLL, if that's how you wanna do it, then her favorite people can stay in the rooms around her and the rest stay on a different floor or something. O: So that White's rooms don't go unused?]] | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:16 AM |
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Duchess
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((That's perfectly fine. The ones fashion related can stay on the same floor.))
![]() Lucid loves Duchess and takes her signature virginity. <3 Ashy refuses to share Duchess with anyone D:< Duchess is idol TRASH Feel free to bully me about it | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:19 AM |
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[[=D It's settled then. I like your character. She's snotty and bound to be filled with drama. U: WE NEEDS DA DRAMA FOR ENTERTAINMENT.]] | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:22 AM |
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Lucid:
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((Lucid really enjoys Duchess's character too. now Illusion has to check in so we can get started!))
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![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 02:03 PM |
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Samuel
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********************* Tigers Den Charity! ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------ Samuel walks down from his hotel room. "Man I am hungry! Guess I am gonna go to the dinning hall." ------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------ INVO SALE! --&-- SELL ME YOUR RUNES! ********************* | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 02:19 PM |
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M e w
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Mew spent a lot of the day merely wandering around the expansive hotel. She eventually settled in the lobby. She had her sketch book in hand as she walked into the large room.
As she passed by the receptionist, Shanelle, she waved to her with her free hand and smiled. She found a comfortable seat on the far wall of the lobby and made herself at home. She opened her sketch book to a blank page, clicked the mechanical pencil a few times, and started sketching out tall female figures with long, flowing dresses on the white page. | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 03:00 PM |
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Espy
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Espy had unpacked everything in her rather spacious room, and was now looking for extra coat hangers in the closet. A fuzzy bathrobe greeted her. This hotel's got nice stuff... she mused.
Packing a few things into her purse, she took the key and went downstairs. STONEWALL WAS A RIOT | ||||
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Nightmare
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Once Night had finished lunch, she had headed back upstairs to her room to grab a few things. Her iPod, a pencil and pen, and a pad of paper were with her once she left the room again. Afterwards, she headed out to the pool where several others were already and sat. She flipped to a blank page in the pad she had with her and after turning on her music, began to draw.
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![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 04:30 PM |
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Sighing, White looked at her watch and was very displeased. There were about two contestants that had yet to check in and if they were going to be this late, she had not the patience to wait for them. She closed her book and rose from her bed, looking at the time. She shook her head and groaned inwardly. This just would not do. She walked downstairs and found Shannelle, slightly frightening the woman with how angry she seemed to be. "Are you sure there have not been any of my other contestants to check in? I didn't think any of them would be quite this late..." she scoffed out to the woman, making it obvious that she wasn't angry with her, only with her contestants. "I am so sorry, Miss White. I've informed yo of all of the contestants that have checked in... I haven't seen any more," Shannelle said with a shake of her head, feeling bad for that fact. "Thank you, Shannelle. Please let me know if any more check in," White said and shook her head. She grumbled and made her way out to the pool, with hr book under her arm. | ||||
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[[I would also like to say that White will make a formal announcement to everyone in the roleplay about the dinner as well.]] | ||||
![]() | Posted 01-08-2011, 09:14 PM |
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Perfectly Wicked
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Wicked woke feeling as if she had been sleeping for days, her head aching as if it was filled with cotton. A quick call to room service for a pitcher of coffee and Advil would be sure to cure any woes.
I am Cannibal, Cannibal, Cannibal, I am. ![]() I am Cannibal, Cannibal, I'll eat you up. | ||||
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Lucid:
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Lucid was starting to feel anxious about the competition. She stood in front of her closet, looking through her collection of clothes for the hundreth time and matching things together. She knew her closet well, but after getting to know some of the competitors, she felt like she needed to know for sure exactly what she had at her disposal. Feeling a little bit insecure, she wandered out and perused the local shops, looking for some cute accessories that she could add to her collection.
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Padfoot
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He sighed pulling at his old clothes. He felt so out of place down here. Everything looked so expensive. He heard the bus behind him pull away and the sound made him jump. He sighed and shook his head. Just had to do this. Lift your chin and walk in like you own the place, or something to that effect. He then went to move his leg. It didn’t. He tried to move his arm. It stayed limp at his side. He tried to fling his body forward just to move. He stayed where he was. He was frozen where was…With Fear. Well this was embarrassing. Not to mention he was pretty late already, and now this.
‘Come one Padfoot.’ He thought to himself. ‘You can do this, you already got this far.’ He shook his head, which just proved that had working control again. Good inner pep-talk. He smiled to himself a smug smile, and waltz into the hotel, towards the receptionist desk. He pushed his hair behind his ear and leaned to on the counter. “Excuse me I’m here for a completion, I was told I need to check in.” He smiled, trying to look dazzling in his plaid, button up shirt, and dark jeans. If anything he just looked really out of place. "The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return" ![]() | ||||
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