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11-10-2010, 11:59 PM
Hotel A La Villa
This is a pretty free roleplay. Anything goes.
BUT! Let me tell you were it will take place. This roleplay will take place in an apartment type setting, except with maids and a dining room where food is served at certain times each day and with a library and other cool rooms like that.
SO! With out further adue, post your profiles and have fun! ANYONE CAN JOIN!
Name: Samantha (Sammy) Larell
Age: 18
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Position: Waitress at dining hours, resident at others.
Short Bio: Sammy is your seductive, always smiling girl. While she works she is extremely professional and sweet, outside of work she keeps her sweetness but she becomes your flirty girl who flirts with just about everyone. And it means everyone, no matter the gender. Her parents were uptight, high socials and so you can imagine that she just hates those type of people. She loves to take pictures, so if you see a camera with her, you might want to run if your camera-phobic!
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(I'll START!)
Sammy woke up in the morning to the annoying sound of an alarm clock. She groaned and rolled over, on the floor again her blankets tangled around her legs. She sat up and rubbed her eyes before untangling her feet and throwing the blanket on the bed for the maid to clean. She went to the connecting bathroom and took a quick shower before changing into her uniform (in pic). It was a cute dress and necklace and bow and heals. Pretty sweet and sexy for a hotel apartment type place huh? She hurried downstairs before they could yell at her for being late. Ofcourse, she arrived just in time and began to set the table before the guests would be getting up for breakfast.
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(Anyone?! It's gonna be fun....)
Last edited by Fairy_Tales_Are_Real; 11-11-2010 at 03:20 PM..
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11-11-2010, 03:19 PM
(Hello? Anyone?
You don't have to be a human...)
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happydeath
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11-11-2010, 04:44 PM
Name: Mamoru Daishi
Age: 19
Species: Neko
Gender: Male
Bio: Mamoru was born and raised as a neko by his parents, orginally his parents were always somewhat cruel to him; telling him that he was always so useless to the family, but once he was around 16 he had joined the royal guards within the castle in their small little town. He left his family since he couldnt stand all the talk about him being wothless. Once he became a guard at the age of 16, he was trained just as hard by the instructers, but the fact was that all the other trainees were all human and they'd always make fun of him because of his cat ears and tail. He didnt let this get to him, as he contiued to follow his instructer's orders to the letter.
Once he had turned to the age of 18, he was assigned to escort the princess of the castle to another kingdom to negoiate peace between their kingdoms. While on their jounry to the second kingdom, orcs and orges attacked the carriage as Mamoru had seemed to be the only guard to had survived this onslaught, but even though he may have survived, he ended failing to save the princess from being killed as well. Ever since then he never decided to go back to his home kingdom due to the fact that he'd probably be excutued for failing to save the princess. Since that day, he has been wandering around the world with really no purpose anymore.
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11-11-2010, 04:47 PM
(YAY MORE PEOPLE!!! WOOOO!!!!!! I LOVE YOU. XD)
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happydeath
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11-11-2010, 04:50 PM
Mamoru had been walking for days now, he hadn't been able to get any sleep since if he had just fallen asleep in the middle of the wild he'd get all different kinds of problems such as getting sick, or bugs biting him causing serious diseases even with all his armor on. He also didnt really have anything to eat the whole time he was walking so to be honest, under all that armor wasn't much but skin and bone at this point. Though, luckily as he walked, Mamoru's attention was immediatly called by a large apartment-like structure as a little hopeful smile appeared onto his face, maybe he could get some rest there. He had money, even if it wasn't that much; but it was better than no money at all. So with all the remaining strength he had left he ran toward the building, bursting into the front doors looking around. "Hello?...c..c..can I have a room?" he asked with a weak tone in his voice due to how exhausted he was.
((lmao Ummm...I..Love you too? lolz
hope this works. >.<))
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11-11-2010, 04:55 PM
Luckily Sammy had just put the last of the glasses down when someone just bursted in through the front doors. She jumped and then went towards the front entrance, her high heals clicking and clacking against the tile. She smiled at the boy standing there. He seemed tired, and weak. The poor boy. She nodded and walked towards him. "Ofcourse, handsome." She winked at him, and slid her arms through one of his. "Here, follow me and I'll make sure your pretty little head is resting on a nice pillow. Sound good?"
(Lol. It works perfect. ^^ You could have written the crappiest post and it would've been fine..... but don't write crappy posts now.... XD)
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happydeath
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11-11-2010, 05:01 PM
Suddenly when the a female had walked up to him and called him handsome, Mamoru just tilted his head not really blushing in anyway. Usually if someone had complimented him that way, he'd lose his mind and begin to blush unbelievably red, but since the fact that he was so exhausted that really couldn't happen. Just hearing her question he only gave a nod in agreement. "Yeah, thank you." he said glancing down at his hand noticing that she was holding onto his already. That was fast...hmm...I wonder how much everything is.. he thought, while his other hand was still fastened tightly onto the hilt of his sword so that it wouldn't slide right out of the sheath and fall onto the floor.
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Damien Hargreaves
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11-11-2010, 05:04 PM
Name: Damien Hargreaves
Age: 21
Species: Human?
Gender: Male
Position: Musician, garden caretaker
Short Bio:A tall slender young man with porcline smooth skin and defined features like that of a statue, his eyes are deep emerald pools of green and tell a tale of tragedy and lost love. His hair is medium leangth and sways gently in the softest of breezes, the color ould remind someone of winters whitest snow fall. He Never speaks of his past and can usual be found playing his flute to a rythmically hypnotic tune, somewhere deep within the gardens which always bloom with life at his presence
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11-11-2010, 05:06 PM
Sammy hummed a turn while she lead him to where you had to sign in, only a few feet away. She moved away and slid behind the small counter. She opened the book and fanned through the pages looking for a room on the first floor. "Okay. Here ya go. Room 101. It's on the first floor, so you don't have to walk far. I'll show you where it is." She told him, signing her name in the section provided. "And your name, handsome?" She asked.
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(YAY! Another person!)
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happydeath
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11-11-2010, 05:12 PM
When Mamoru was lead to the counter he looked down at the booklet seeing there was a spot for him to write his name in. No matter how tired he was, remembering his own name wasn't a hard task to do. "Mamoru Daishi." he said with a simple calm tone to let her write it down or at least wait for her to give him a pen for him to write his own name down. "Please, could you stop calling me that?" he asked politely, he really wasn't used to people complimenting him this much, considering that he was raised as a knight they were usually treated with honor and respect but never flirty compliments before. Even if she wouldn't stop, it didn't matter much to him whether or not she showed respect or not either. It only mattered that he could stay here and not get himself kicked out.
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11-11-2010, 05:19 PM
Sammy was writing down his name when he told her to stop calling him handsome. She sighed, a small pout forming against her lips, but she shrugged. It wouldn't be the first time someone had not taken her flirtiness kindly. She got him a key and stood up tall. She didn't touch him, but simply walked ahead. "Follow me." She told him, walking to the stairs. She climbed up the first flight of stairs slowly for him, and came to the first landing. There she made a left and came to the first door. In elegent silver numbers the numbers 101 appeared. She slid the key in and unlocked it, pushing it up. "Here you go, first rent is at the end of this month. Twenty dollars." In this part of the town, in the middle of the forest 20 dollars was probably expensive and at the same time cheap too. "Breakfast is in 30 minutes if you're up to it. Lunch is at 12 sharp and dinner is at 8 sharp." She told him. "Maids clean the room, and feel free to take a journey all around the beautiful place. There's all type of rooms here, and gardens and pools and lakes outside."] When Sammy was done filling him in, she set the key down on the nightstand and turned to leave to finish setting the table for breakfast.
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Damien Hargreaves
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11-11-2010, 05:21 PM
Damien was wandering the lush and vibrantly colored gardens, his voice whispering softly with a deep hypnotic ring within it. The plants almost seemed to sway towards his direction and sacrete an abnormally pungent perfume, at first whiff it would be enough to knock most back but soon after they would be drawn like a fly to its final resting place within a venus fly trap.
Damien rested against an old cherry tree, a soft breeze rocked his loose silk clothing and his icey white hair as he pulled the flute from his pants pocket. He began to play a most wonderful tune, the height of his emotion swelled from the tune filling all who came near enough to listen. The music caused even the plants to seemingly dance and sway, as though possessed by a power unseen. Damiens eyes glowed in the ray of sunlight which glimmered upon him, the flowers finally bloomed symoltaniously as his song grew in pace creating a scene of beuty few could ever witness.
((srry to cut short need to get ready for work now lol catch ya later))
Last edited by Damien Hargreaves; 11-11-2010 at 05:26 PM..
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11-11-2010, 05:22 PM
(It's okay. Bye bye!)
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Lightning_Serah
The 'Boy Who Lived' has come to ...
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11-11-2010, 05:23 PM
Name: Kora Uzoki
Age: 18
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Position: Maid
Short Bio: Kora is a hard-working, shy girl. She had lived in Japan until she was 16. Her and her family moved to the United States after her house in Japan was burnt down. Her parents died shortly after, and so Kora was left with nothing. When she found out about the job opening in the hotel, she took it. Even though she does not like picking up after others, she knew it was the only way to get money and to have a place to stay.
(Is this ok?)
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11-11-2010, 05:24 PM
(Yes! Post away! XD)
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(Switching to laptop. Be right back!)
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happydeath
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11-11-2010, 05:28 PM
After seeing as how she had wrote down his name, Mamoru tilted his head at her poutiness as he could tell she wasnt too happy about his request. Not really changing the expression on his face he did as he was told and followed her up the stairs silently turning at the corner right where she had turned and looked at the door seeing the numbers '101'. "Thank you, I dont think I will be eating." he said firmly, walking into the room and closed the door behind him gently. This was actually the first time he had lived in a place like this, originally he lived in the kingdom where the rooms were simple, just a raggy bed and the walls covered with holes. Mamoru simply walked over toward his bed beginning to take off the heavy armor he had on, but not before putting his sword onto the bed. Once it was all off, he gave a sigh of relief and stared up at the ceiling for a moment. "Man...I wonder if this place has a hot springs?...I really need to take a dip right now." he said shaking his head as his cat-like ears flinched a couple of times from being so tired.
((wait..is there a hot springs?))
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Lightning_Serah
The 'Boy Who Lived' has come to ...
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11-11-2010, 05:39 PM
Kora silently walked down the halls. Her soft eyes seemed to narrow down, as if she were sad. Her long black hair had been slung into a pony-tail, and she had her uniform on. She then aproached Samantha's room. She slowly opened the door, and entered it. She made Sammy's bed, Kora's moves swift, and graceful. She put the pilows on the bed, and picked up any thing that was on the floor. She then exited, going room to room, doing the same thing each time.
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11-11-2010, 06:03 PM
(Yes. There can be anything anyone wants. ^^ I'm trying to fix the internet on my laptop. So slow replies. I will be posting though!! Thank you itouch...)
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11-11-2010, 06:14 PM
((Yayz!!!! Hot springs!! >.< And alrighty. Hope it gets fixed so you can post more ^_^))
After taking off all of his armor and his sword. Mamoru gave another sigh as he remembered hearing from the female that there were maids that came to clean the rooms, it didnt really seem like he had done much to the bed, it was still completely folded as everything still looked basically like it already did when he came in. The real only difference was that his heavy armor was basically pressing down onto the bed causing it to seem like the armor was sinking down into the bed. "Okay, time to go find that hot springs..if there even is one." he said to himself as he wore a large one piece chain armor under that whole suit of armor he had taken off. There was no way he was going to walk around this entire building nude. That would just be too...awkward. Right before he left the room though, he grabbed onto his sword and reopened the door walking away from his room, not bothering to close the door to his room; he didnt trust really anyone here with his sword, so he took it with him.
After wandering the hallways for a good five to ten minutes, the spell of the fresh hot spring water reached his sensitive nose as his cat-like ears and tail began to flinch a little more excitedly. Even though he was a partial cat, he loved hot springs since it always was a great way to relax his entire body. Following the scent of the fresh water, he bolted down the hallway until he reached the hot springs; Only to realize this was a shared hot springs. "Great....at least no one else is here." he whispered to himself closing the door to the hot springs and undressing his chain armor than slipping a large white towel around his lower waist. Once Mamoru had finally wrapped the towel around himself, he stepped slowly into the hot water as the fur on his tail and ears suddenly stood up straight from how quickly the temperture on his body changed. Though when his body got used to the heat of the water, he was able to relax a little more, causing his body to be able to finally sit down onto the little smooth rocky floor without too much trouble. "Ahhh....m..much better."
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11-11-2010, 06:22 PM
(Nope. I have to wait for my dad. Which means itouch and fighting for the desktop. I'll post soon!!)
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11-11-2010, 06:35 PM
(aawwsss otay. :()
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11-11-2010, 06:46 PM
Sammy could hear one of the maids begining to clean the rooms. Probably Kora. She smiled lightly to herself and had the last of the things on the dining table. Breakfast was ready and she brought the food out, setting each place at the table. She heard some other movement in the place but decided to leave it alone. She went to the bell and rang it. "Breakfast!" She called out for those who wanted. And then she retreated to the corner like a good little worker bee.
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Lightning_Serah
The 'Boy Who Lived' has come to ...
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11-11-2010, 06:49 PM
Kora finally reached her last room for the morning. She thought that the room was untaken, but tilted her head curiously when she saw the the door was open. She shrugged, and nervously walked into the room. Every thing seemed normal, until her eye caught the heavy armor that laid ontop of the bed.
She slowly walked up to it, carefully placing her hand on it. Kora quickly pulled her hand away, knowing that she was not to mess with any of the guest's personal belongings, unless she was picking it up. Although she knew this rule well, she couldn't hold back her curiousity. She tried to pick the armor up. It was heavy, as she expected armor to be. She sat it down back at it's original place. Kora put her hand back on it again, this time feeling the armor around. Kora was never nomally this curious, but she had never seen anything like this. She knew it had to belong to someone special.
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11-11-2010, 07:14 PM
Mamoru soaked in the hot spring's water as he closed his eyes leaning his head back so his face was going straight toward the ceiling. Taking a couple of sighs once in a while was making his body feel so much better, it made his thoughts about failing to save the princess all go away; well...at least made it better rather than go away completely. Though after soaking for what seemed like an hour when it was only for about three or four minutes, he stood back up with the wet towel still wrapped around his lower waist. So once he stood up with the wet towel around him, he just took it right off and went over to a rack throwing it into the dirty lanudry grabbing a dry clean towel to dry himself off. Now that he felt much more relaxed and refreshed, Mamoru grabbed onto the chain armor that he had originally taken off and just slid it right back on. "Thats much better." He said to himself putting the towel he used to dry himself onto his shoulder than walking back to his room with the sword still in hand.
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11-11-2010, 07:22 PM
Sammy was becoming angry. No one was coming to eat and she'd set the damn table to make it look all pretty. With a huff she sat down, crossing her legs at the knee. She began to eat breakfast. Just because no one else was going to eat, didn't mean she couldn't eat. Screw being all professional. It looked good. It smelled good. And no one else was going to come down. She was going to eat. And it tasted so good.
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