Introduction
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“They can kill you, using your own hands. They can make your child stab you with a knife, make them slit your throat. You can really never find them.
They are living among us, and there is nothing we can do.”
~ Anonymous
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History
Among the humans of earth, there are people known as puppeteers.
Puppeteers are people, or creatures, that have the power to manipulate their surroundings. They all control humans, but they can also manipulate other surroundings (with practice) from the oceans to the wind. Puppeteers can control humans more easily, due to the fact that they are already animate.
They live around humans; they are in their schools and on their busses. They are their neighbors, their friends.
Humans would never know.
The only way humans can find them is by their brightly colored eyes. Junior puppeteers, or the younger ones, tend to have softer colored eyes, such as a blush red or a sky blue. The color becomes richer as they grow up, those reds and blues turning to crimsons and purple - ocean blue. Of course, humans can’t see their eyes when they are sitting next to them on the bus, or mowing your lawn, because the puppeteers wear thick contacts that hide the colors of their eyes.
They live along the humans until they are 16, when their powers fully develop. They then are escorted to a building; no one knows what it looks like or where it is. They then are initiated (no one really knows what they do to become initiated, as it changes every year), and if they pass the initiation, they are then released back into the human’s world.
Before the Initiation though, they must select a spouse through a ceremony called the Choosing. For the Choosing, all the 16 year old Junior Puppeteers each give a large speech about themselves, and the background. When all the speeches are finished, they each take turns whispering the spouse they wish to marry in the ear of the Puppet Master who is there. If their desired match wishes to marry them as well, they will be married in a grand ceremony. If there is no match between them and their desired spouse, they’ll be matched up according to what the Puppet Masters think…
And there is no backing out, you must marry.
If the Junior Puppeteer’s partner fails the initiation…
Well, then they will live alone and are not allowed to marry.
What if more humans find out?
Well, they become slaves of the puppeteers. They are used for training before or during the initiation, serving meals, and doing the puppeteers bidding. If they step out of line, they are slaughtered. Once they get old and frail, they are also murdered.
I hope that you do keep this information a secret.
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Roles available
Puppeteers (All are new, going to be initiated)
Female Puppeteer #1- Taken By LoveMeMaybe
Female Puppeteer #2- Reserved by Bandgeek
Female Puppeteer #3- Reserved by Tessla
Female Puppeteer #4- Taken by Dutchess - Zombie
Male Puppeteer #1- Taken By Grrbot
Male Puppeteer #2- Reserved by Jeggy
Male Puppeteer #3- Taken by Thebagel264
Male Puppeteer #4- Reserved by Thesamesea
Slaves
Female Slave #1- Taken By Grrbot
Female Slave #2- Reserved by UltraVioleta
Male Slave #1- Taken by Bandgeek
Male Slave #2- Reserved by Claudiibear
Puppet Masters
Female Puppet Master- Taken by LoveMeMaybe
Male Puppet Master- Taken by Otencia
(I’ll add more of all these roles [minus Puppet Masters] depending on interest. Also, I can only reserve for 2 days, so if your spot is gone, I’m sorry. :c)
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Rules
1) Puppeteers cannot control other puppeteers just make up Humans or I’ll introduce some if you wish to use your power.
2) If a puppeteer wishes to control a slave being played by someone, they need to contact them and check if it’s okay, due to the fact that it’s kind of godmodding.
3) This is a LITERATE roleplay. A paragraph or two MINIMUM, and I expect good grammar and spelling.
4) Whatever Puppetmasters and myself says goes.
5) Please check the OOC every-so-often!
6) Romance is encouraged, but PLEASE follow the rules of RoleplayGateway, and if you decide to, you know, take it to PM or Email to save our eyes.
7) Put Orange at the end of your C.S.
8) No Mary-Sues or Gary - Sues
9) Do not post out of character. If you really need to please do it in OOC.
10) Affairs are allowed, but there may be consequences from the puppetmasters….
11) Have fun! :D
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Puppeteer C.S.
Name:
Age: 16
Gender:
Role: Puppeteer
~~~
Appearance: [Including eye color with and without contacts]
Style
Weight:
Height:
~~~
Likes:
Dislikes:
Habits:
Personality:
~~~
History:
Family:
Other:
~~~
(Please include a picture or gif somewhere in the C.S!)
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Slave C.S.
Name:
Age: (10 – 30)
Gender:
Role: Slave
~~~
Appearance:
Style
Weight:
Height:
~~~
Likes:
Dislikes:
Habits:
Personality:
~~~
History:
Family:
Other:
~~~
(Please include a picture or gif somewhere in the C.S!)
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Thanks,
Love
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“They can kill you, using your own hands. They can make your child stab you with a knife, make them slit your throat. You can really never find them.
They are living among us, and there is nothing we can do.”
~ Anonymous
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History
Among the humans of earth, there are people known as puppeteers.
Puppeteers are people, or creatures, that have the power to manipulate their surroundings. They all control humans, but they can also manipulate other surroundings (with practice) from the oceans to the wind. Puppeteers can control humans more easily, due to the fact that they are already animate.
They live around humans; they are in their schools and on their busses. They are their neighbors, their friends.
Humans would never know.
The only way humans can find them is by their brightly colored eyes. Junior puppeteers, or the younger ones, tend to have softer colored eyes, such as a blush red or a sky blue. The color becomes richer as they grow up, those reds and blues turning to crimsons and purple - ocean blue. Of course, humans can’t see their eyes when they are sitting next to them on the bus, or mowing your lawn, because the puppeteers wear thick contacts that hide the colors of their eyes.
They live along the humans until they are 16, when their powers fully develop. They then are escorted to a building; no one knows what it looks like or where it is. They then are initiated (no one really knows what they do to become initiated, as it changes every year), and if they pass the initiation, they are then released back into the human’s world.
Before the Initiation though, they must select a spouse through a ceremony called the Choosing. For the Choosing, all the 16 year old Junior Puppeteers each give a large speech about themselves, and the background. When all the speeches are finished, they each take turns whispering the spouse they wish to marry in the ear of the Puppet Master who is there. If their desired match wishes to marry them as well, they will be married in a grand ceremony. If there is no match between them and their desired spouse, they’ll be matched up according to what the Puppet Masters think…
And there is no backing out, you must marry.
If the Junior Puppeteer’s partner fails the initiation…
Well, then they will live alone and are not allowed to marry.
What if more humans find out?
Well, they become slaves of the puppeteers. They are used for training before or during the initiation, serving meals, and doing the puppeteers bidding. If they step out of line, they are slaughtered. Once they get old and frail, they are also murdered.
I hope that you do keep this information a secret.
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Roles available
Puppeteers (All are new, going to be initiated)
Female Puppeteer #1- Taken By LoveMeMaybe
Female Puppeteer #2- Reserved by Bandgeek
Female Puppeteer #3- Reserved by Tessla
Female Puppeteer #4- Taken by Dutchess - Zombie
Male Puppeteer #1- Taken By Grrbot
Male Puppeteer #2- Reserved by Jeggy
Male Puppeteer #3- Taken by Thebagel264
Male Puppeteer #4- Reserved by Thesamesea
Slaves
Female Slave #1- Taken By Grrbot
Female Slave #2- Reserved by UltraVioleta
Male Slave #1- Taken by Bandgeek
Male Slave #2- Reserved by Claudiibear
Puppet Masters
Female Puppet Master- Taken by LoveMeMaybe
Male Puppet Master- Taken by Otencia
(I’ll add more of all these roles [minus Puppet Masters] depending on interest. Also, I can only reserve for 2 days, so if your spot is gone, I’m sorry. :c)
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Rules
1) Puppeteers cannot control other puppeteers just make up Humans or I’ll introduce some if you wish to use your power.
2) If a puppeteer wishes to control a slave being played by someone, they need to contact them and check if it’s okay, due to the fact that it’s kind of godmodding.
3) This is a LITERATE roleplay. A paragraph or two MINIMUM, and I expect good grammar and spelling.
4) Whatever Puppetmasters and myself says goes.
5) Please check the OOC every-so-often!
6) Romance is encouraged, but PLEASE follow the rules of RoleplayGateway, and if you decide to, you know, take it to PM or Email to save our eyes.
7) Put Orange at the end of your C.S.
8) No Mary-Sues or Gary - Sues
9) Do not post out of character. If you really need to please do it in OOC.
10) Affairs are allowed, but there may be consequences from the puppetmasters….
11) Have fun! :D
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Puppeteer C.S.
Name:
Age: 16
Gender:
Role: Puppeteer
~~~
Appearance: [Including eye color with and without contacts]
Style
Weight:
Height:
~~~
Likes:
Dislikes:
Habits:
Personality:
~~~
History:
Family:
Other:
~~~
(Please include a picture or gif somewhere in the C.S!)
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Slave C.S.
Name:
Age: (10 – 30)
Gender:
Role: Slave
~~~
Appearance:
Style
Weight:
Height:
~~~
Likes:
Dislikes:
Habits:
Personality:
~~~
History:
Family:
Other:
~~~
(Please include a picture or gif somewhere in the C.S!)
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Thanks,
Love
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[For the Puppeteers-]
You find a glossed letter with a red seal in your mail.
"Hello, [ Your Name ]
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"
You find a glossed letter with a red seal in your mail.
"Hello, [ Your Name ]
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"
Viviana slammed her bedroom door shut and ran down the stairs into the living room, she walked to the front door and picked up the mail from the floor.
"Garbage, Garbage, Coupons, Garbage, what's this?" Throwing all the garbage back onto the floor she took the white glossed envelope with a red seal and opened it with her nail.
It read:
"Hello, Viviana Blackwell,
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"
Vivy knew the letter was coming at some point since she finally turned 16 in July, but she had no idea it would be this soon. She ran into her parents bedroom and threw the letter onto their bed. Her mother batted her eyes open.
"Oh good, the letter has finally arrived, it has been ages since you turned 16." She sat up taking the letter and read it quickly, Viviana knew she was finished when she smiled brightly and set it down next to her. "Well it has been a long time since I've been to the Scotland campus. I suppose we should get ready then, it is a whole days worth driving away. She got out of bed waking her husband and started undressing.
Viviana's face turned a disgusted green color and she ran out of the room before her mother was fully undressed. "Why, why do I have to do this? Can't I just be human!" She thought as she slowly walked back into her room.
She started packing clothes for the trip. "Shirts, check. Pants, check. Underwear, check. Shoes, check. Great, now all I need is a spouse and my life is ruined. She collapsed on her bed just in time for her parents to walk in screaming at her.
"Why are you sleeping?! Get up we are getting into the car now!" Vivy sighed loudly so her parents would hear. She left the house got into the back seat of the car and strapped in.
"Scotland campus, hear I come."
"Garbage, Garbage, Coupons, Garbage, what's this?" Throwing all the garbage back onto the floor she took the white glossed envelope with a red seal and opened it with her nail.
It read:
"Hello, Viviana Blackwell,
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"
Vivy knew the letter was coming at some point since she finally turned 16 in July, but she had no idea it would be this soon. She ran into her parents bedroom and threw the letter onto their bed. Her mother batted her eyes open.
"Oh good, the letter has finally arrived, it has been ages since you turned 16." She sat up taking the letter and read it quickly, Viviana knew she was finished when she smiled brightly and set it down next to her. "Well it has been a long time since I've been to the Scotland campus. I suppose we should get ready then, it is a whole days worth driving away. She got out of bed waking her husband and started undressing.
Viviana's face turned a disgusted green color and she ran out of the room before her mother was fully undressed. "Why, why do I have to do this? Can't I just be human!" She thought as she slowly walked back into her room.
She started packing clothes for the trip. "Shirts, check. Pants, check. Underwear, check. Shoes, check. Great, now all I need is a spouse and my life is ruined. She collapsed on her bed just in time for her parents to walk in screaming at her.
"Why are you sleeping?! Get up we are getting into the car now!" Vivy sighed loudly so her parents would hear. She left the house got into the back seat of the car and strapped in.
"Scotland campus, hear I come."
∞Lucan∞
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master
He read the letter over and over again in his head as he sat at the table, sipping on the green Monster in his hand. He had known it would be coming, but the actual site of it still made his stomach jump slightly. To think that in a mere five days his life would be changing completley was a complete shock; atleast his parents were thrilled. Since he had gotten the letter only a days time before they had been packing and celebrating with fancy champagne and gathering up his other siblings, who only congradulated him. In reality, it wasn't that he despised the fact that he would have no choice in his marriage; I mean, look at his parents, for instance. They seemed like a perfect couple, who had indeed been put together when they were only sixteen years of age as well. Lucan, however, did not feel that he would be quite that lucky.
He ran the tip of his thumb across the seal once more, the set the letter aside and headed upstairs to insert his contacts, and gel his hair up for the day. Less than half an hour later, with his things packed, he set off with his parents for the trip that woudl most certainly decide his fate for..well, eternity? How bad could it possibly be? he thought to himself as he sat in the back of the fancy Mercedes, awaiting the arrival of the thing that just so happened to scare him the most.
He ran the tip of his thumb across the seal once more, the set the letter aside and headed upstairs to insert his contacts, and gel his hair up for the day. Less than half an hour later, with his things packed, he set off with his parents for the trip that woudl most certainly decide his fate for..well, eternity? How bad could it possibly be? he thought to himself as he sat in the back of the fancy Mercedes, awaiting the arrival of the thing that just so happened to scare him the most.
J e s s i c a -- O l s o n
Jessica stared at the note in her hand, completely and utterly surprised. Her parents had not prepared her for this, they never told her she needed to be initiated, or that she had to be married. All she had known was that her parents married young, but at sixteen? That was crazy, insane. What sort of people would be making them- teenagers -do such a thing? Jess didn't see any plus in being married, it had nothing to do with being a Puppeteer- which she had only recently been introduced to. Sighing heavily, she slumped down in a chair at the island, waiting for her father to get home so she could give him the letter. Her mother had passed away the year before, killed by another Puppeteer for cheating on her husband. It had made the teenager develop a bit of hatred towards the Puppeteers, but she also couldn't find a good reason to blame them.
Her mother had cheated, after all.
Her father returned home not too long later, carrying bags of take out food and his briefcase. She quickly rose to help him with his things, pulling the briefcase out of his hands and a few bags before placing them all gently on the island, where they tended to eat at more often than the actual dining room table. It had always been her mothers thing, sitting and eating together like a family. Without her, that had stopped, but neither of them seemed to mind much. Her father and her got along just fine without her mother there, and both of them had made a sort of silent agreement to just not think or talk about it.
So far, it was working out pretty good.
Fork halfway to her mouth, she paused, looking up at her father and then to the letter. Plucking it off the table, she handed it to him without a word, standing to get them refills. Another difference since her mother left, the only thing they really drank anymore was soda. John- her father -was a Dr. Pepper guy, and she was all for the red Mountain Dew. It was about the only thing in their fridge, since neither of them knew how to cook so they usually just ordered out or had premade meals done for them.
Surprisingly, her father seemed more upset than happy. Neither of them spoke about it, he only mentioned once that she might want to get ready that night because they would be leaving around noon tomorrow and it wasn't normal for Jess to wake up before one- it wasn't her fault that Tumblr and writing and drawing and guitar kept her up until four in the morning. Wasn't her fault that the only time she got the muse to do such things was when she was way past tired and was probably on the brink of insanity. Standing, she collected her and her dad's plates before going over to wash them. While she did that, he got out the ice cream and prepared two bowls, leaving for his office when he was finished.
Never, ever waking up before noon again.
That morning was torture. She was awoken by Kellin Quinn screaming in her ear- it was the loudest song she had on her phone -, which caused her to literally flail and fall out of bed. Quickly throwing on clothes which consisted of her LOVEsick jeans[ black with white skulls on one leg, plain black on the other leg] and My Chemical Romance's last shirt sold in stores, she threw some other things in her bag and was downstairs just as her father was calling her to get ready to go. As soon as she got in the car she plugged in her phone and her and her father sang- screamed -along to her music for the next hour until they reached the building.
Though she wouldn't admit it...
...as they pulled up to the building, the butterflies started to wake up in her stomach, making her grateful that she had forgotten lunch that morning. Downing the rest of her drink- an energy drink this time, courtesy of her father stopping at the gas station -she gently pushed the car door open and stepped out into the sunlight. "Do you think anyone is here yet?" she asked, still surveying her surroundings.
Eliza Doe
Hello, Eliza Doe
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"
Eliza chewed on her lip as she read through the letter again. Her father had told her about the whole initiation and marriage stuff that she would have to go through and frankly it didn't bother her too much. She was more interested in the tests they would have to do. What kind of things would they ask from her? She had asked her father but he said every year was different so there was no point in guessing. Eliza let a small smile slide across her lips. She was excited. She placed the letter down on the breakfast table and sipped at her orange juice. She would have to pack right away. She didn't want to have to wait any longer than she really had to. It would be interesting to meet other people like her. The only other puppeteer she knew was her father and he was hardly interesting. Just as she was thinking this her father walked into the kitchen and sat down in one of the vacant chairs at the table.
'Morning.'
'Morning dad.'
Her father noticed the red wax seal of the letter almost as soon as he had sat down.
'Your offer letter?'
'Yeah, it says I have five days to get to the Scotland campus.'
Her dad smiled at her and she could see he was proud that she'd been offered her invitation. Eliza guessed that was because she was his only child and so his only blood line. She smiled back.
'Can we go today?'
'Sure.' Her dad stood up and walked towards the hall. 'We'll go as soon as you're packed.'
Eliza rushed upstairs and pulled her clothes out of her wardrobe and threw them onto her bed. After a couple of seconds of debating she decided she needed all of them and at least five pairs of shoes and she stuffed them all into her suitcase. Half an hour later she was in the car with her dad starting her journey to Scotland.
Hello, Eliza Doe
The time has come.
You are going from a Junior Puppeteer to a full Puppeteer. You will be going through the initiation, and finding a long term spouse. This is not optional. If you decide not to come, then you will be hunted and executed.
Trust me, I don't think you want to do that.
You are to report to the Scotland campus. For the location, please consult your parents. It is where they completed their initiation, and I don't think they would forget it.
You have 5 days to get there.
Go.
~ C. H., Head Puppet Master"
Eliza chewed on her lip as she read through the letter again. Her father had told her about the whole initiation and marriage stuff that she would have to go through and frankly it didn't bother her too much. She was more interested in the tests they would have to do. What kind of things would they ask from her? She had asked her father but he said every year was different so there was no point in guessing. Eliza let a small smile slide across her lips. She was excited. She placed the letter down on the breakfast table and sipped at her orange juice. She would have to pack right away. She didn't want to have to wait any longer than she really had to. It would be interesting to meet other people like her. The only other puppeteer she knew was her father and he was hardly interesting. Just as she was thinking this her father walked into the kitchen and sat down in one of the vacant chairs at the table.
'Morning.'
'Morning dad.'
Her father noticed the red wax seal of the letter almost as soon as he had sat down.
'Your offer letter?'
'Yeah, it says I have five days to get to the Scotland campus.'
Her dad smiled at her and she could see he was proud that she'd been offered her invitation. Eliza guessed that was because she was his only child and so his only blood line. She smiled back.
'Can we go today?'
'Sure.' Her dad stood up and walked towards the hall. 'We'll go as soon as you're packed.'
Eliza rushed upstairs and pulled her clothes out of her wardrobe and threw them onto her bed. After a couple of seconds of debating she decided she needed all of them and at least five pairs of shoes and she stuffed them all into her suitcase. Half an hour later she was in the car with her dad starting her journey to Scotland.
"Why can't you just be like all the other teenagers, Malecai?!" His mom yelled at him from on the porch as she blew out smoke from a cigarette. "I mean, I know your father was nuts, but that doesn't excuse you for being such a problem child!" Malecai chuckled as he watched a new episode of Ridiculousness. He wasn't laughing because the show was funny, because the show had never made him even crack a smile since the first aired episode. He was chuckling at his mother. "Get off you ass for once and do something with your life, boy!" He knew under all that frustration and anger was guilt and possibly depression, so he didn't waist his time shooting logical yet hurtful comeback, but even he knew that would be a new low for him. He lounged back and propped his feet up on the coffee table. He popped open his can of Brisk and took a long sip. He sighed as he pondered over his weekend plans.
"Yo, Mal, open the door, dude." A voice yelled as it pounded on the door. Great timing, Spike, Malecai thought as he got up from the couch. He opened the door, and there stood his two closest friends since 5th grade. Spike, and Bren. Spike had the most spikiest green mohawk ever, probably the only one that were as sharp as blades. He has a slim shape, and stringy arms. While Bren, short for Brenda, was His co-partner in crime since Junior High. She chewed on her gum as she starred at Malecai blankly. Spike reached into his pocket, and pulled out a crinkled envelope. He held his hand out for him. IT obviously looked open and read, but it had Malecai's name on it. Malecai took it from his hand. "I guess this is a good bye, Dude." He said as he starred at Malecai. Malecai glanced at him suspiciously as he opened the envelope. For all he knew this could have been a prank of the sort. Malecai read over the envelope, and suddenly let out a chuckle, that grew into a laugh. "Holy crap!" He laughed out loud, as if he just listened to the funniest joke in the world.
As he read more, his smile gleamed more, then dropped. His shoulders lowered. "What the hell?" His eye squinted as he re-read several sentences over and over again. "It came to my mailbox," Spike said, starring at the ground now. "Not sure what that's all about. But by the looks of it, your going to some Scotland Campus." Malecai backed into the house and quickly walked towards the back through the porch door. His mom had just through the cigarette into the grass. "Mom, take a look at this," Malacai said, handing his mother the letter. She looked at him with a slight glare. "What's this?" She asked in a harsh tone. "You remember the thing dad was a part of years ago that you told me about? And you said something about me inheriting it?" Malecai had said, being very unclear, knowing that his friends were listening in in the house. They had not clue about the Puppeteer situation. His mother read over the letter, then took a look at him with open eyes. Her face slowly filled with joy, which slowly began to turn Malecai's stomach.
This is it, son!" She nearly cheered. She jumped up and down, clapping yay, as if she'd just won the lottery of some sort. Malecai looked at her with a slightly open mouth. Was she serious? This was a good thing? Without a word, his mother walked passed him. "Pack your things up, Malecai, we're going to Scotland Campus!" She sung through the house. "Mom? Are you serious? We have to go to this thing?" His mother ignored his question and skipped up the steps. Bren lifted an eyebrow. "So, I haven't seen this side of Carol before," Bren looked over at Malecai. "Is everything okay...?"
"Yeah, everything's fine." Malecai said, running his fingers through his hair as the thought. This Puppeteer thing was finally catching up to him. When it didn't happen on his sixteenth birthday, Malecai was sure that he was in the clear. But apparently he was cold wrong. He crinkled the piece of paper in his back pocket. "G-guys, I'm gonna have to talk to you guys later."
"How soon later?" Spike asked suspisously. He didn't befriend dumb humans. Spike had a sharp mind. "Tomorrow, maybe the day after," Malecai said smoothly. He didn't say anything else as they walked out his home.
Malecai looked at his fingers that had caused so much destruction in his past, and now he was being promoted. He wanted to laugh, but one part made him nervous. He clenched his fists. On top of that, he was going to be paired up with a lover for the rest his life. He pushed all of what he just read to the back of his head, and his mood suddenly went to apathetic again. He was the type of person to numb his thoughts - and feelings in a time like this. He sucked it up and walked into his room and began packing, without any thought on his future or what was in stored for him. Hours later, him and his mother were driving inside her mini van to Scotlan Campus, in his words: The Land of No Return.
"Yo, Mal, open the door, dude." A voice yelled as it pounded on the door. Great timing, Spike, Malecai thought as he got up from the couch. He opened the door, and there stood his two closest friends since 5th grade. Spike, and Bren. Spike had the most spikiest green mohawk ever, probably the only one that were as sharp as blades. He has a slim shape, and stringy arms. While Bren, short for Brenda, was His co-partner in crime since Junior High. She chewed on her gum as she starred at Malecai blankly. Spike reached into his pocket, and pulled out a crinkled envelope. He held his hand out for him. IT obviously looked open and read, but it had Malecai's name on it. Malecai took it from his hand. "I guess this is a good bye, Dude." He said as he starred at Malecai. Malecai glanced at him suspiciously as he opened the envelope. For all he knew this could have been a prank of the sort. Malecai read over the envelope, and suddenly let out a chuckle, that grew into a laugh. "Holy crap!" He laughed out loud, as if he just listened to the funniest joke in the world.
As he read more, his smile gleamed more, then dropped. His shoulders lowered. "What the hell?" His eye squinted as he re-read several sentences over and over again. "It came to my mailbox," Spike said, starring at the ground now. "Not sure what that's all about. But by the looks of it, your going to some Scotland Campus." Malecai backed into the house and quickly walked towards the back through the porch door. His mom had just through the cigarette into the grass. "Mom, take a look at this," Malacai said, handing his mother the letter. She looked at him with a slight glare. "What's this?" She asked in a harsh tone. "You remember the thing dad was a part of years ago that you told me about? And you said something about me inheriting it?" Malecai had said, being very unclear, knowing that his friends were listening in in the house. They had not clue about the Puppeteer situation. His mother read over the letter, then took a look at him with open eyes. Her face slowly filled with joy, which slowly began to turn Malecai's stomach.
This is it, son!" She nearly cheered. She jumped up and down, clapping yay, as if she'd just won the lottery of some sort. Malecai looked at her with a slightly open mouth. Was she serious? This was a good thing? Without a word, his mother walked passed him. "Pack your things up, Malecai, we're going to Scotland Campus!" She sung through the house. "Mom? Are you serious? We have to go to this thing?" His mother ignored his question and skipped up the steps. Bren lifted an eyebrow. "So, I haven't seen this side of Carol before," Bren looked over at Malecai. "Is everything okay...?"
"Yeah, everything's fine." Malecai said, running his fingers through his hair as the thought. This Puppeteer thing was finally catching up to him. When it didn't happen on his sixteenth birthday, Malecai was sure that he was in the clear. But apparently he was cold wrong. He crinkled the piece of paper in his back pocket. "G-guys, I'm gonna have to talk to you guys later."
"How soon later?" Spike asked suspisously. He didn't befriend dumb humans. Spike had a sharp mind. "Tomorrow, maybe the day after," Malecai said smoothly. He didn't say anything else as they walked out his home.
Malecai looked at his fingers that had caused so much destruction in his past, and now he was being promoted. He wanted to laugh, but one part made him nervous. He clenched his fists. On top of that, he was going to be paired up with a lover for the rest his life. He pushed all of what he just read to the back of his head, and his mood suddenly went to apathetic again. He was the type of person to numb his thoughts - and feelings in a time like this. He sucked it up and walked into his room and began packing, without any thought on his future or what was in stored for him. Hours later, him and his mother were driving inside her mini van to Scotlan Campus, in his words: The Land of No Return.
Phillip has came back from school. He was surprised no one tried to give him and his friend any trouble. "Alright, see ya later man." He was looking forward to a nice weekend of fishing, get a few brook trout-they'd be eating well. He opened the door to find his brother and sister in law in the kitchen. They had moved in after his parents...left. "Hey Phil." His brother was starting supper as Phil picked up the letter on the table. "What's this?" His brother saw the seal and explained to him "The puppeteers of course! Always gotta put their goddamn nose in everything..." They were raised to not feel superior to mortals, they were still living beings. "Ah, you're going back to Scotland? Say hello to demoman while you're there." After a pause, Phil was led by his brother into his room. "Here." A knife was drawn on him. "Dad used this in the trials, and he gave me it to do the same. Now it's your turn bro." Phil folded the Fox 599 Karambit, and put it in his pocket. "Thanks man."
Before Phil was sent up to pack, his brother mentioned the "money for the trip. Dad saved enough, he knew this'd come." Phil's packing was brief, he wasn't planning on being gone for too long. He just dumped out his backpack, and stuffed in what he needed. enough clothes... he clipped the carabiner on his belt loop. It had his Sheffield, forceps, measuring tape.. "necessary stuff," making sure not to forget his headphones. He parted his home, with a farewell from his brother. "Hey, show them pussies how it's done." Phil promised him he would as he walked away. "Sure will."
His parents were the only one's who drove, and his brother didn't have a license. "One hell of a walk. Good thing they gave me five days...." He wasn't that far, only a one hour drive. Moving the headphones from his neck, and mounting them on his head, a bit of music would hurry up the process.
The club music had ended, and now Chezidek was playing. He was so glad to of brought his headphones, but there was one downside. He had arrived at the campus, but hadn't noticed he was swinging his arms slightly and was whispering "call pon dem..." He began to wait around for people to flow in, yet only one of them did. "Who's that?" Phil decided to introduce himself. He began to walk towards Jessica, but was soon having second thoughts and turned bashful. Managing a few words, "I'm here." He thought this was an internal victory, and he would be sure to celebrate.
Before Phil was sent up to pack, his brother mentioned the "money for the trip. Dad saved enough, he knew this'd come." Phil's packing was brief, he wasn't planning on being gone for too long. He just dumped out his backpack, and stuffed in what he needed. enough clothes... he clipped the carabiner on his belt loop. It had his Sheffield, forceps, measuring tape.. "necessary stuff," making sure not to forget his headphones. He parted his home, with a farewell from his brother. "Hey, show them pussies how it's done." Phil promised him he would as he walked away. "Sure will."
His parents were the only one's who drove, and his brother didn't have a license. "One hell of a walk. Good thing they gave me five days...." He wasn't that far, only a one hour drive. Moving the headphones from his neck, and mounting them on his head, a bit of music would hurry up the process.
The club music had ended, and now Chezidek was playing. He was so glad to of brought his headphones, but there was one downside. He had arrived at the campus, but hadn't noticed he was swinging his arms slightly and was whispering "call pon dem..." He began to wait around for people to flow in, yet only one of them did. "Who's that?" Phil decided to introduce himself. He began to walk towards Jessica, but was soon having second thoughts and turned bashful. Managing a few words, "I'm here." He thought this was an internal victory, and he would be sure to celebrate.
Viviana and her parents pulled up in their car and she got out to get her bags. She opened her trunk got her two bags and started walking up to where she saw other people. One of them was standing a little behind the other so she decided to go to him first.
"Hi, i'm Viviana, did you just get here too?" She looked at the boy curiously. He looked nervous. Vivy set her bags down horizontally and sat on the bigger one not knowing if they were allowed inside yet. She pulled out her sketch pad from her smaller bag and continued her sketch of her friend from school.
"Hi, i'm Viviana, did you just get here too?" She looked at the boy curiously. He looked nervous. Vivy set her bags down horizontally and sat on the bigger one not knowing if they were allowed inside yet. She pulled out her sketch pad from her smaller bag and continued her sketch of her friend from school.
After several hours of road travel, Malecai and his mom finally pulled up in front of Scottland's Campus. He flipped his hair from out his face. He observed the campus as he tucked his iPod into his back pocket. It was pretty big. With his gaze still on the campus, he opened the trunk and helped his mother take out his bags. He wasn't to nomadic, but he was used to traveling a lot. She kissed him on his forehead as if she'd actually miss him, and took off before he could change his mind. Malecai slowly pulled his two rolling luggage, with his duffel bag across his chest. A few yards away, he spotted three distinct people. A dude with classes, and two girls with dark brown hair. He analysed them with great detail, which was particularly apart of his ability. Common sense told him that they were like him in a sense. He walked a few yards closer, but kept his distance. One of them sketched on a sketchbook. Malecai flipped his hair again, and stood on the other side of the campus. He wasn't the type to make friends. He looked back over at the girl, and accidentally made eye contact with her. He immediately looked away.
When she turned back around, her father and the car was gone. "Great," she muttered, aware that she was now alone with nothing to do. They had gotten there the day after they had received the letter, which meant she could have been sitting there along for another three days before another person arrived. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out an older looking book, Hamlet to be exact. She had read the book twice now, but each time she read it she found something that she had missed the previous time. It wasn't like she was some literature freak, she just read pretty much anything she could get her hands on. Being "the nerd" never bothered her, she didn't have to be pretty or popular. Not that she had time for friends anyways, always either at work, reading/writing, practicing guitar, or drawing. Well, work took up most of her time, but half the time she was there she wasn't really doing anything- so those things were a good distraction. And when her insomnia kept her up all night, her guitar provided entertainment. Even if her father had to soundproof her room because she kept waking him up.
Jess heard someone approaching behind her, and closed the book before sliding it into her bag. Though as she went to say hello, another girl suddenly appeared and took the boys attention. No worries, she was glad that the girl had done so. She really wasn't the most social- or kind -person, it wouldn't be in her best interest to make enemies already. Especially since she was still half asleep, the Venom in her hand wasn't doing much. She should have gone for a Monster, but they were out of green and she refused to drink any other kind. Though she wasn't quite sure that there was much of a difference between them, it didn't matter.
When a fancy Mercedes pulled up to the campus, her interest peaked. So far she hadn't seen anyone arrive in too expensive of cars, even her fathers own Lexus IS wasn't as expensive. Pulling her duffel onto her shoulder- careful not to spill her drink -she lazily made her way over to the boy who had just exited the car. "Hey," she called, an attempt to get his attention. "You're here for the thing, right?" Her eyes trailed over him for a moment, before returning to his face. "Yeah, you are." She answered her own question, looking almost thoughtful as she took in the boy before her. "Anyways, I'm Jess, not that it matters. Mind if I stand over here and pretend to talk to you? I really don't feel like socializing."
Jess heard someone approaching behind her, and closed the book before sliding it into her bag. Though as she went to say hello, another girl suddenly appeared and took the boys attention. No worries, she was glad that the girl had done so. She really wasn't the most social- or kind -person, it wouldn't be in her best interest to make enemies already. Especially since she was still half asleep, the Venom in her hand wasn't doing much. She should have gone for a Monster, but they were out of green and she refused to drink any other kind. Though she wasn't quite sure that there was much of a difference between them, it didn't matter.
When a fancy Mercedes pulled up to the campus, her interest peaked. So far she hadn't seen anyone arrive in too expensive of cars, even her fathers own Lexus IS wasn't as expensive. Pulling her duffel onto her shoulder- careful not to spill her drink -she lazily made her way over to the boy who had just exited the car. "Hey," she called, an attempt to get his attention. "You're here for the thing, right?" Her eyes trailed over him for a moment, before returning to his face. "Yeah, you are." She answered her own question, looking almost thoughtful as she took in the boy before her. "Anyways, I'm Jess, not that it matters. Mind if I stand over here and pretend to talk to you? I really don't feel like socializing."
∞Lucan∞
The drive to the campus was terrible, and to top it all off, his iPod had died halfway through, so he sat there for three hours listening to his parents continuously congradulate him..as if they didn't know it was happening? They had known since the day he was born; hell, even he had known. He had been slowly waiting for his life to end, only, it didn't seem real. None of it did. So what? He had to marry someone. Then, they would grow old and do the same with their own kids. Quite honestly, he had no other future planned for himself..so, this was as good as it would get.
Hopping out of the Mercedes, his parents immediately drove off, leaving him with his two bags, and a white beanie on his head. He glanced around casually, then pulled out a cool Monster, popping the top. His eyes scanned the campus, as he noticed already a few people standing around. Before making his way over, a girl who had just approached him said, after quite the introduction, "I'm Jess, not that it matters. Mind if I stand over here and pretend to talk to you? I really don't feel like socializing." The way she spoke almost made Lucan laugh. "You're about as social as me, huh?" he said, smirking slightly, as he adjusted his beanie and took another sip from his monster. "I'm Lucan, cool to meet you..I'm down for that." Raising his eyebrows, he studied Jess closely. She was attractive, no doubt. But that wasn't his reason for coming here, he quickly reminded himself. "You're a fan of Monster I see?" he asked after noticing the can in her hand.
The drive to the campus was terrible, and to top it all off, his iPod had died halfway through, so he sat there for three hours listening to his parents continuously congradulate him..as if they didn't know it was happening? They had known since the day he was born; hell, even he had known. He had been slowly waiting for his life to end, only, it didn't seem real. None of it did. So what? He had to marry someone. Then, they would grow old and do the same with their own kids. Quite honestly, he had no other future planned for himself..so, this was as good as it would get.
Hopping out of the Mercedes, his parents immediately drove off, leaving him with his two bags, and a white beanie on his head. He glanced around casually, then pulled out a cool Monster, popping the top. His eyes scanned the campus, as he noticed already a few people standing around. Before making his way over, a girl who had just approached him said, after quite the introduction, "I'm Jess, not that it matters. Mind if I stand over here and pretend to talk to you? I really don't feel like socializing." The way she spoke almost made Lucan laugh. "You're about as social as me, huh?" he said, smirking slightly, as he adjusted his beanie and took another sip from his monster. "I'm Lucan, cool to meet you..I'm down for that." Raising his eyebrows, he studied Jess closely. She was attractive, no doubt. But that wasn't his reason for coming here, he quickly reminded himself. "You're a fan of Monster I see?" he asked after noticing the can in her hand.
Phil was recovering from his period of shyness when he heard a voice below him. "Hi, I'm Viviana, did you just get here too?" He couldn't lie, he was a bit startled. After jumping back a bit, he looked for the source. "Don't do-" He met her eyes and hushed up immediately-he couldn't flip out on something this dainty. "Yea..." he allowed his voice to die and slowly fall down to a mumble and then silence. His cheeks were red and he knew it. Standing next to her, he gathered a bit of stability. "Phil."
Shifting his gaze slowly upward, moving from the ground, up her body, he stopped at her sketches. Interrupted by doors slamming he looked up. He thought it was odd, the girl he had tried to talk to, was now over on the other end of the campus, speaking to someone else. He returned to Viviana and her sketches. "You're pretty good." He let his eyes drift up to her face, leaving her with a smirk.
Another door closed, and he looked back at Jessica. Phil was a bit rustled, she was now talking with two others, but wouldn't even regard the one who tried to talk to her first? "Hey we don't need them to have a bit of fun." Phil tried not to be angry about being ignored by Jessica, but kept glancing up at the scene on the other end of the campus. He didn't want to handle it, and would rather just remove himself from the situation. He put his hand on Viviana's back, to hint at her to stand. "Wanna put this in your room?"
As his hand moved up and nudged on her shoulder blades, he reached down for the smaller bag. He didn't know if she would be determined to stay, and he couldn't take the larger bag with her on it. "May I?" Maybe he hadn't presented himself well enough to Jessica. If he showed himself as a gentleman, it might make a better impression, and have more desirable results.
Shifting his gaze slowly upward, moving from the ground, up her body, he stopped at her sketches. Interrupted by doors slamming he looked up. He thought it was odd, the girl he had tried to talk to, was now over on the other end of the campus, speaking to someone else. He returned to Viviana and her sketches. "You're pretty good." He let his eyes drift up to her face, leaving her with a smirk.
Another door closed, and he looked back at Jessica. Phil was a bit rustled, she was now talking with two others, but wouldn't even regard the one who tried to talk to her first? "Hey we don't need them to have a bit of fun." Phil tried not to be angry about being ignored by Jessica, but kept glancing up at the scene on the other end of the campus. He didn't want to handle it, and would rather just remove himself from the situation. He put his hand on Viviana's back, to hint at her to stand. "Wanna put this in your room?"
As his hand moved up and nudged on her shoulder blades, he reached down for the smaller bag. He didn't know if she would be determined to stay, and he couldn't take the larger bag with her on it. "May I?" Maybe he hadn't presented himself well enough to Jessica. If he showed himself as a gentleman, it might make a better impression, and have more desirable results.
She wasn't quite sure what had convinced her to go over to the new boy- well, they were all new -but she was glad she had. One glance back at the other boy and she was sure he was just a flirt, and he didn't seem to be a very good one at that. It didn't matter, she had no real concern with these people, just had to go through some initiation and marry one. No problem, right? She could try and get along with them, and if they just didn't fit then they could surely just get a divorce. The Puppeteers weren't really going to force them to live together, married, if they didn't get along.
Her thoughts left her slightly more worried than before, but she didn't let it show. Everyone here seemed, well, okay so far. There was nothing to worry about, honestly. She was just getting worked up for nothing. Instead of thinking about it, she focused her attention on the boy- Lucan, in front of her. "If you'd rather hide in your room and play xbox rather than go out, then yes, just about as social as you." Many times her friends asked her to do things, like go to the mall or the movies, but she always declined, making excuses about tests and silly things that really didn't exist. "Mm, cool to meet you too," she repeated his words, still not entirely paying attention until he mentioned the drink in her hand. This time she smiled, nodding. "It's probably the only thing that can wake me up in the morning," she joked, chewing on her bottom lip for a moment. "It doesn't seem to be working much now though." Her hand moved up to brush a few stray pieces of hair out of her face, completely oblivious to the fact that Lucan was, "checking her out". "You obviously are too," her eyebrows raised as she spied the similar can in his hand.
Right?
Her thoughts left her slightly more worried than before, but she didn't let it show. Everyone here seemed, well, okay so far. There was nothing to worry about, honestly. She was just getting worked up for nothing. Instead of thinking about it, she focused her attention on the boy- Lucan, in front of her. "If you'd rather hide in your room and play xbox rather than go out, then yes, just about as social as you." Many times her friends asked her to do things, like go to the mall or the movies, but she always declined, making excuses about tests and silly things that really didn't exist. "Mm, cool to meet you too," she repeated his words, still not entirely paying attention until he mentioned the drink in her hand. This time she smiled, nodding. "It's probably the only thing that can wake me up in the morning," she joked, chewing on her bottom lip for a moment. "It doesn't seem to be working much now though." Her hand moved up to brush a few stray pieces of hair out of her face, completely oblivious to the fact that Lucan was, "checking her out". "You obviously are too," her eyebrows raised as she spied the similar can in his hand.
Viviana heard footsteps behind her, she turned around to see who it was. They made eye contact and the boy blushed and quickly looked away so Vivy turned her attention back to the other boy. "Don't do-" Viviana was a bit surprised when he spoke because it was so abrupt and he sounded kind of annoyed, then he looked down at her and his voice grew gentler. "Yea... Phil." Viviana smiled when he introduced himself, he seemed nice, maybe she didn't hate all pupeteers after all.
Phil looked down at Viviana's drawings, "You're pretty good." She smiled "Thanks, this is my friend. I'm gonna' miss her when I'm here. She looked down at the sketchpad again and stuck her pencil in the binding done drawing for the moment.
Viviana stood up feeling a hand on her back, "Wanna put this in your room?" He nudged her shoulder blades and reached down for the smaller bag. "May I?" Viviana smiled again. "You may, you can call me Vivy too if you'd like, which ever one you like better." She took the bigger bag and started walking towards the entrance of the building with her new... friend?
Phil looked down at Viviana's drawings, "You're pretty good." She smiled "Thanks, this is my friend. I'm gonna' miss her when I'm here. She looked down at the sketchpad again and stuck her pencil in the binding done drawing for the moment.
Viviana stood up feeling a hand on her back, "Wanna put this in your room?" He nudged her shoulder blades and reached down for the smaller bag. "May I?" Viviana smiled again. "You may, you can call me Vivy too if you'd like, which ever one you like better." She took the bigger bag and started walking towards the entrance of the building with her new... friend?
Phil was reassured that he had cooled down enough when she smiled. He had always been worried that he got angry too easily, but this time he was pulled back to earth-although he thinks it was more over her appearance and not self discipline.
When she spoke of a friend she missed. "Well, maybe I'll give you something to keep your mind off her." He was glad she would go inside with him, all that was going on outside, along with the people he didn't want to deal with. "Vivy sounds good," he said with another nudge. He was slightly disappointed that she had taken the larger bag. Did she want him to carry that too? He would gladly hold it for her, but he didn't want to be pushy.
He stopped worrying about her luggage as they approached the entrance. "Is it locked?" Phil was determined to find out. There must of been a reason why they hadn't been invited inside, but his curiosity fell-he didn't want to kick the door and alter his reputation with these puppeteers even further. "So uh... what now?" with a grin.
When she spoke of a friend she missed. "Well, maybe I'll give you something to keep your mind off her." He was glad she would go inside with him, all that was going on outside, along with the people he didn't want to deal with. "Vivy sounds good," he said with another nudge. He was slightly disappointed that she had taken the larger bag. Did she want him to carry that too? He would gladly hold it for her, but he didn't want to be pushy.
He stopped worrying about her luggage as they approached the entrance. "Is it locked?" Phil was determined to find out. There must of been a reason why they hadn't been invited inside, but his curiosity fell-he didn't want to kick the door and alter his reputation with these puppeteers even further. "So uh... what now?" with a grin.
They continued walking and as they reached the entrance they stopped. "Is it locked?" Vivy looked over to her friend and shrugged, neither of them knew anything more than the other it seemed, at least Vivy didn't feel dumb for not knowing.
"So uh... what now?" Phil asked as he smiled. Vivy turned to him giggled and said "I don't know." she tried the knob and it was indeed locked. she then backed up and kicked it really hard in the center. It stayed standing. "Jeez, this thing is strong. How are we supposed to get inside?" She sat down leaning against the door just as it opened and she fell down onto her back. Viviana looked up as she fell seeing a very dapper man dressed in a butler's uniform. She felt like she was attending a party in a huge mansion or something. Viviana quickly got up with the help of Phil and turned back to the man.
"Umm, hi! Can we go in?" The man pointed inside saying yes and Vivy walked in sitting down on a couch in the lobby. "Well that worked." She said to herself and sighed loudly.
"So uh... what now?" Phil asked as he smiled. Vivy turned to him giggled and said "I don't know." she tried the knob and it was indeed locked. she then backed up and kicked it really hard in the center. It stayed standing. "Jeez, this thing is strong. How are we supposed to get inside?" She sat down leaning against the door just as it opened and she fell down onto her back. Viviana looked up as she fell seeing a very dapper man dressed in a butler's uniform. She felt like she was attending a party in a huge mansion or something. Viviana quickly got up with the help of Phil and turned back to the man.
"Umm, hi! Can we go in?" The man pointed inside saying yes and Vivy walked in sitting down on a couch in the lobby. "Well that worked." She said to herself and sighed loudly.
Viviana's giggle went through Phil. He didn't feel weak in the knees, he could still stand. Impressed by her actions of being straightforward and trying the door, something he didn't want to do. "Jeez, this thing is strong. How are we supposed to get inside?" Phil laughed and rolled up his sleeves. "Maybe I can do something about that." He was all about teasing and joking around, but soon he would be needed. She fell to the ground, and Phil rushed to assist. Trying to hold back a laugh, "Are you alright?" He didn't mind helping her up - she was small, then again, most were in Phil's eyes.
Phil followed Viviana into the lobby. He sat on the couch next to her, and glanced over to her. His cheeks were red and he knew it, must of been from sitting so close to her. In an attempt to lighten the situation, he tried teasing her a bit. Taking off his headphones, he placed them gently on her, and looked away off into space as if nothing happened.
Phil followed Viviana into the lobby. He sat on the couch next to her, and glanced over to her. His cheeks were red and he knew it, must of been from sitting so close to her. In an attempt to lighten the situation, he tried teasing her a bit. Taking off his headphones, he placed them gently on her, and looked away off into space as if nothing happened.
Phil sat down next to Viviana and put his headphones on her. Vivy saw how red his cheeks were, she thought it was cute. As Phil pretended nothing happened so did Vivy. She took the headphones and placed them on her ears and plugged them into her phone, she pretended she was listening to her music unaware of Phil's presence.
After a while of them both pretending she took of his headphones smiled at him and handed them back over. "So, what do you want to do now? This place is like huge!" She got up and started circling the big room exploring every figurine on the shelves and every picture on the walls.
She came across a picture of her parents' graduation? Vivy had no idea what it was called when you left this place other then the word she used, heaven. She took it off them wall and sat back down looking at her parents expression. They looked so sad, why wouldn't they want to leave here? Oh yeah, because they didn't care about taking advantae of their awful abilities and using their power over others.
Viviana placed the picture on the couch next to her after drawing a mustache on her mother and devil horns on her father with her sharpie. She then looked back to Phil. "I'm bored."
After a while of them both pretending she took of his headphones smiled at him and handed them back over. "So, what do you want to do now? This place is like huge!" She got up and started circling the big room exploring every figurine on the shelves and every picture on the walls.
She came across a picture of her parents' graduation? Vivy had no idea what it was called when you left this place other then the word she used, heaven. She took it off them wall and sat back down looking at her parents expression. They looked so sad, why wouldn't they want to leave here? Oh yeah, because they didn't care about taking advantae of their awful abilities and using their power over others.
Viviana placed the picture on the couch next to her after drawing a mustache on her mother and devil horns on her father with her sharpie. She then looked back to Phil. "I'm bored."
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Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!
Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!
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Spawns
Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.
Events
You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.
The Forge
Use your INK to craft new artifacts in Puppeteers. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.
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The Market
Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.
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Malecai Knoltes
I was born gift, yet a curse. I guess you can call it a gurse..
Lucan Seth Oakley
"My life? Difficult? Confusing? You don't know the half of it."
Eliza Doe
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer
Viviana Blackwell
"Why can't I just be human?"
Audrey White
"Hey I'm Audrey."
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Audrey White
"Hey I'm Audrey."
Malecai Knoltes
I was born gift, yet a curse. I guess you can call it a gurse..
Viviana Blackwell
"Why can't I just be human?"
Lucan Seth Oakley
"My life? Difficult? Confusing? You don't know the half of it."
Eliza Doe
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer
Most Followed
Lucan Seth Oakley
"My life? Difficult? Confusing? You don't know the half of it."
Audrey White
"Hey I'm Audrey."
Eliza Doe
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer
Viviana Blackwell
"Why can't I just be human?"
Malecai Knoltes
I was born gift, yet a curse. I guess you can call it a gurse..
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Puppeteers
1, 2by LoveMeMaybe on Sat Apr 06, 2013 1:59 pm
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Puppeteers
Most recent OOC posts in Puppeteers
Re: Puppeteers
So, I suppose, based off of what LoveMeMaybe has told me, we will be continuing this here roleplay. :] So, everyone, be ready to continue off from where we left off, just as soon as she's back for good!
Re: Puppeteers
Well I suggested continuing this one but she said make a repost... I've kind of lost interest though sadly so I'm going to see if Otencia wants to run it...
Re: Puppeteers
Yeah, this is good, I'm on the same page with bandgeek, I wanna continue this, but when it comes to starting a whole new one, redoing CSs and the like.
So what's wrong with just slapping this one, telling it to get up, and keep on walking?
So what's wrong with just slapping this one, telling it to get up, and keep on walking?
Re: Puppeteers
Grrbot wrote:Hey everybody... LoveMeMaybe and I are actually friends and today she told me that she can no longer come on to rpg for her own reasons... Please don't ask me why. But anyways she asked me to make a repost rp so I will... But I was wondering if you wanted to continue it because I don't want to repost it and see nobody joins... So just post if you want to continue or not. I'm fine either way.
I'd actually really like to just continue on this one, if that's alright. I know that I have already made plots and such between my characters and other peoples characters. It isn't like there's going to be any new people, so we won't need anyone to accept characters.
If you make a repost, I'm unlikely to join again, since we already started this one.
Re: Puppeteers
Hey everybody... LoveMeMaybe and I are actually friends and today she told me that she can no longer come on to rpg for her own reasons... Please don't ask me why. But anyways she asked me to make a repost rp so I will... But I was wondering if you wanted to continue it because I don't want to repost it and see nobody joins... So just post if you want to continue or not. I'm fine either way.
Re: Puppeteers
Why do we have to wait? xD
I don't think they disappeared, they're just not as impatient as others ;)
I don't mind breaking that barrier after a day, don't worry.
I don't think they disappeared, they're just not as impatient as others ;)
I don't mind breaking that barrier after a day, don't worry.
Re: Puppeteers
So, we're waiting for Grrbot, Otencia, & LoveMeMaybe... Blah, I want to post again, xD.
At least the boy/girl ratio is even, unless those three have disappeared. Then it'll be three girls and four boys, heh, that'd be a first.
I say we give it a day and then someone should just post.
At least the boy/girl ratio is even, unless those three have disappeared. Then it'll be three girls and four boys, heh, that'd be a first.
I say we give it a day and then someone should just post.
Re: Puppeteers
I really don't want to post again until everyone else does, so come on guys! Let's get to posting, :]
Re: Puppeteers
Well, if you need another, I can fill the role. It'll be a bit hard with two, but if you need it I will :)
BTW, anyone know that FC for Phillip? That guy looks familiar ;)
BTW, anyone know that FC for Phillip? That guy looks familiar ;)
Re: Puppeteers
Might I pretty pretty please reserve a male slave? :] I will have my character sheet in as soon as possible!
Re: Puppeteers
If it's okay, could I reserve a male puppeteer please? This is such a lovely idea and I'll do a CS in a few hours. Sounds like FUN.
Re: Puppeteers
Actually, I don't think I'll be able to have the time to come up with a character and take on another RP, but I wish you the best of luck and I'll be sure to read along.