Greetings, lucky participant!
You've been randomly selected to take part in a month-long event, beginning in three days! If you wish to take part, you will have the priveledge of spending the next thirty-days completely care-free in the lap of luxury, within the walls of the grand LaFenir Estate. As our guest, you will have full access to all of the wonderful utilities this home has to offer, including a fully equipped exercise room, an Olypmic size indoor swimming pool, and a luxury spa, among much else!
Full details will be given upon your arrival. Please bring along whatever you feel necessary, although you will have full access to clothing, food, and necessities as you wish. If you are interested, all you have to do is show up, before the end of the day on the date specified. The location of the estate and contact information are also enclosed in this envelope. If you have any questions, please call the number provided there.
Sincerely,
Mr. G. LaFenir
You've been randomly selected to take part in a month-long event, beginning in three days! If you wish to take part, you will have the priveledge of spending the next thirty-days completely care-free in the lap of luxury, within the walls of the grand LaFenir Estate. As our guest, you will have full access to all of the wonderful utilities this home has to offer, including a fully equipped exercise room, an Olypmic size indoor swimming pool, and a luxury spa, among much else!
Full details will be given upon your arrival. Please bring along whatever you feel necessary, although you will have full access to clothing, food, and necessities as you wish. If you are interested, all you have to do is show up, before the end of the day on the date specified. The location of the estate and contact information are also enclosed in this envelope. If you have any questions, please call the number provided there.
Sincerely,
Mr. G. LaFenir
You've just recieved this letter in your mail, jumbled up with the fliers and bills you're so used to seeing. The envelope is fancy, coloured gold with a silver trim. Why are you recieving it? You already know. Just a week ago, an enormous estate was completed, the biggest and most luxurious in the entire world. It's enormous, easily able to fit several mansions inside of itself and still have room for more. It's far, far too big for a family of twenty to live in. Why ever build something so huge? Easy. World records. Mega-multi-billionaire Gerard LaFenir had the estate built so that he might secure the world's record for largest house in the world. He did it, easily, with lots to spare. However, Mr. LaFenir already owns several estates, and this particular one is a tad too big for him to actually live in.
So he did the only sensible thing. He sent out invitations to randomly selected people, from every background and situation in life, inviting them to come and spend an expense-free month in the grand building. Why? Because he can, and it makes him look more generous, which is good. He announced his plan over news and radio broadcasts the day the record was secured. How many invites was he sending? A number wasn't given. Could be one, could be ten, could be fifty.
Well, lucky you. You've received one of these invites. Are you planning on showing up? I dunno... could end up pretty crazy.
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"Holy crap."
It was the only thing the young woman could manage as she first stepped through the double doors of the massive estate and got a look at the inside. She'd counted at least three floors as she'd driven up to the place, and from what it looked like, there was stuff up on the roof to do, as well. Well, she saw a door opening up there, anyways. And it was fenced in. Why else would it be that way if there was nothing interesting?
The girl, called Kira, stopped walking as she reached the middle of the main entryway, a vast hallway with rich architecture, shining marble floors, and windows as high as the ceiling. She was sure that the cost of building even this one room was probably more than she'd spent in her entire life. It made her feel a little bit... ratty? Dressed in a black, well-fitting rocker tank top, torn-up gray jeans, combat boots and a studded black belt, the eighteen-year-old didn't feel like she even nearly fit in with all of this extravagance. But who cared? A bright grin flashed across her pretty features; from a dingy one-bedroom apartment to living the good life, and she hadn't even had to do anything!
With a happy laugh, the girl walked over to one of the cushioned benches lining the hallway. She brushed away a strand of crimson hair, blue eyes scanning around the place as she sat. She was told by the butler outside to wait for further details when she got in, so here she was. Apparently, there were others coming. Oh well. A house this big, she was sure there'd be room.
.. It's Andy that's the younger, in-your-face one, and Ben is a little older and more sensible.))
