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Tess Graves

Go away. Please.

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a character in “Masters Mansion”, as played by graphicromantics

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Name: Tess Quinn Graves
Nickname: Tessy
Age: 16
Gender: Female
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Likes: Being safe, light, snow, animals, babies and kids under the age of 10,
Dislikes: Hot weather, confinement,
Dreams: Getting away from her abusive stepfather, to one day be able to lead a normal life, and to just maybe find comfort and happiness.
Fears: People in general (but especially men), her step-dad, human interaction of any sort, and rats. Most definitely rats.
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Personality: Tess used to be a very stubborn yet fun girl up to the age of ten. Now, she is quiet and cynical, but she clings to a small scrap of hope that one day, it'll be better. She knows it's a naive thought, but it's what drives her forward. She will tolerate most things, just because she's been through a lot, but she hates. Hates, hates, HATES rape jokes. One, it shouldn't even be joked about, and two... seriously? She loves music and reading. Her grades aren't perfect, but enough to be proud of. She doesn't have a best friend, but several just-friends.
History: Tess' parents divorced when she was eight, and her mother got remarried. To Tess, her step-dad was perfect. He was nice, handsome, rich, and he made Mommy smile. Then the fairy tale slowly started fading. Tess' mom went away more frequently on business trips, and Tess spent more and more time with her new dad. One day, when Tess' mom was in Venice, he started sexually abusing Tess and told her that if she ever told [i]anyone[i] what he did, he would hurt her and her mother. Eventually, it got worse and worse. To everyone on the outside, the Graves' looked like the perfect family, but they never knew what really happened- Tess had kept the secret for six torturous years.
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So begins...

Tess Graves's Story

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I arrived at the mansion, nervous. As I prepared to step out of the car, I remembered that I needed to put my mask on. Gently, I slipped on the beautiful golden mask and opened the door. I smoothed out the skirt of my black dress and sighed in a mix of emotions. While I was glad that I was away from my stepfather, I was a bit wary of this whole thing. And pretty much freaked out. And scared.Two burly men walked towards me, and I froze. "Alright, miss, come with us." one of them said. The other made a movement as if to grab my arm, and I whispered, "Can I just... walk behind you? I promise I won't run." They looked at each other, then back at me, and nodded. Trailing behind them, I took in the sights, which were not that much. Dark forest surrounded the immense mansion. "We're here," one man said. "Enter, miss," the other growled. I walked into the mansion to see a group of people not much older/younger than I was.

"Welcome, Children! I am so glad you have arrived. Some of us are running late, so we will just have a little bit of fun. When they arrive we will continue as planned. Until then, I would like the lovely ladies to follow Jerome up to your floor. Jerome wave your hand high, so the ladies can see it. Alright, you may be off now, to the third floor. Now for our handsome heroes, If you would follow Alexander he will show you to your floor. Now don't go wandering off of your floor, unless to a lower floor event. Alexander do the same as Jerome, show them to the second floor. I hope you all enjoy your stay, there will be arrangements for you to do things on your floor."

Children? What? You don't kidnap your children! I cleared my throat. "Um," I squeaked, then cleared my throat a bit quieter. "Hi?" I called out, much louder this time. The ringing left by my speaking made me cringe a little. Maybe I'd been too loud...

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Tess walked behind Jerome along with two other girls, who were intimidatingly pretty. "This just isn't right," Tess thought. "I hope you enjoy your stay? Yeah, I'm enjoying being held captive, alright." After a bit of walking, they arrived at their floor. Tess opened the door to her room and saw a room that looked, well, old. The room was all dark wood, silky fabric, and buttery candlelight. It was beautiful. There were books everywhere, and she had a gorgeous view of the surrounding forest, but somehow, Tess hated it. She had been kidnapped and now she was in an unknown place, with several complete strangers. Home would have been better. At least then, she knew that her mother would come back home, and she'd have a few days of relative safety. Her old stubborn spirit, which had been smothered over the years, was starting to come back. "...I need... to find a way out. I don't want to be here."

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Tess racked her brain for ideas on how to get out. She thought and thought until tears of frustration and fear ran down her face. "What if I never get out?" She wiped her tears, and the door opened. Alarmed, Tess stood up and assumed a fighting stance, not aggressive, but ready to strike if something should happen. The man at the door smiled in amusement. "I am not here to hurt you, Miss, but I believe it is time to get ready for the ball," he said, gesturing to the schedule on the wall. "...Am I going to be going in this dress?" she asked quietly, a bit embarrassed of her actions from earlier. The man chuckled. "No miss, your dress has been provided!" He glanced at the door, and a few women came in, one holding a gorgeous gray-blue dress. Tess sighed a little bit at the dress, which looked extremely expensive. One woman unfolded the dress and showed it to her. It was a flowy blue dress, with lots of... straps. And a slit in the skirt. There was a bit of gold detailing on the dress, making it sparkle. ((Yeah, I know it's silver in the picture, but just pretend! :D)) Tess gulped. "Wow, um... Isn't that a bit revealing?" she asked. Showing a lot of skin really wasn't her thing. "Just a little, miss, but it'll show off your nice legs! I am Maura," she said cordially. Motioning to the other ladies she said, "She is Ellen, and she is Candace." Ellen and Candace smiled at me when they were introduced. Ellen set a pair of gold heels on the bed. Tess cringed. Those were gonna hurt. The three ladies helped her into her gown, which proved to actually be very difficult to get into. Then she reluctantly put on the heels, which made her feel... like a princess, actually. After 15 minutes of her face being prodded with brushes and her hair being tugged on and curled, Tess was finally ready. Maura, Ellen, and Candace led her carefully down the stairs to the ballroom, where people were dancing. She felt a little bit alone- there were siblings and half-siblings that were kidnapped and put here, but Tess and one other boy were the only non-sibling kidnappees. Well, she thought wryly. It's a lot better than spending "family time" with Dave. Tess shut her eyes tightly and tried to shake out the memories from the past 6 years that flooded her mind. She set out to find someone, something, to get her mind off of it.

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I walked into my room, closed the door and fell back onto the bed. And that was just when a man came in holding a long, red dress.
"For the ball," he explained. I nodded slowly and stood up, walking over to wear he was holding it.
"It's very.. uh.." I started, before he pushed the dress towards me. I took it and waited for him to leave to get changed. After I had changed, a woman came in, holding red shoes. She motioned for me to sit down on the bed and I did so. She slipped the shoes on me as another woman painted my nails a red color, and a final woman started to style my hair.

An hour later, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked stunning, I had to admit. The mask covered my face, and my hair was curled and styled. I smiled at my reflection, before leaving the room and following the man down the stairs. I was nervous and unsure what was going to happen, but I made my way to the ballroom. There were a few people dancing, but I only recognized two kidnapped people. The innocent looking girl and the annoyed boy, who sat in the corner. I thought about walking over to one of them but hesitated, staying a few metres from the door I entered.

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Character Portrait: Alison Smith Character Portrait: Delia Denight Character Portrait: Andrew Parker Character Portrait: Dameon Denight Character Portrait: Gregory Andel Character Portrait: Tess Graves

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Tess saw the two pretty girls from earlier, the very calm boy, and the boy who appeared to be high. She had no idea where the angry boy was. One of the big men that had taken her to the mansion came up to her. "Excuse me, miss, but you must find someone to dance with." She looked around the ballroom and saw that the other kidnappees were being told similar things. The high boy and his sister paired up immediately, and I figured that the other girl would want to dance with her brother. That left the excessively calm boy. She tentatively walked over to him and crouched down next to him. She pulled her skirt over her exposed leg and inwardly cursed the slit in her skirt. "Um, hi. I'm Tess. Wanna dance?" Tess cringed at her utter awkwardness. No wonder she hadn't gotten a date for prom. "I mean, if you don't want to, that's completely fine-"

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Greg had sat in the corner for a reason. He didn't want to dance. He had danced only once in his life, and it had actually resulted in him getting the shit kicked out of him by some guy, who's toes had been mashed by Greg's wild feet. However when the Ape who escorted him down came over and told him he had to dance...... Greg did absolutely nothing. He sat there, and stared at the Ape until he left. Greg had that affect on people, he could always stare them down. He looked at all the other people dancing. Elitists no doubt. He though grumpily All high in society, and all part of this little scheme. That's when the girl came over towards him. No.....no, no, no, NO! he thought as she came his way, obviously meaning to talk to him. God damn it! Why couldn't they let me sit! He thought. But then she kneeled down next to him, and he was under her spell the second she spoke. That's how Greg was, he could tell if he liked someone from a simple sentence, and he could tell from her body language alone that he liked her.

"Um, hi. I'm Tess. Wanna dance?" She said as she crouched next to him. Her leg was exposed for an instant, which she quickly covered up, and Greg liked that. It meant she was modest. "I mean, if you don't want to, that's completely fine-" she continued, and the uncertainty in her voice was astoundingly cute. Greg looked at her for a second "Um.... I mean.... Yeah, I'd love to.... But..... Uh.... Haha I can't really dance..." He managed to say. That much alone was astounding, considering how much noise there was in that God forsaken ball room.

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Character Portrait: Delia Denight Character Portrait: Dameon Denight Character Portrait: Gregory Andel Character Portrait: Tess Graves

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Dameon nodded, grinning. "Of course, Delia. I'd do anything for you."

He held her casually, not too intimate not too awkward, and swayed to the music. When he was sober, he was a fairly good dancer, but it was difficult now to make his legs do exactly what he wanted. "You lead," he told her quietly, "I know you can do it."

The song changed to a slower pace, and Dameon grin spread wider. "I love this song," he said, "Makes you want to hold someone tight." He didn't act on his words, though. He wasn't that high. But the emotions were getting to him, and he felt his eyes well up at the beauty of the truthfully somewhat generic love song. "Doesn't it? Doesn't it make you want to hold someone tight?" He spotted a couple just starting to dance, and voiced his question louder. "Doesn't this song make you want to hold her tight?" he asked the guy.

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I was happy dancing with him, like a brother and sister danced. Of course I took lead when he asked, I had often done this at home when father would leave, and he was on his high. Then he seemed to get all excited, and started talking to someone. I realized there was another couple close to us, I instinctively moved so I was hidden, by the much taller Dameon.Then brought my attention to his words. His words made me want to cry. My brother wanted love. I couldn't keep him from that, that would be just horrible of me. So I did what I thought would make my brother happy. "Dame, go dance with a girl you can hold tight. There are so many girls here, I am sure they would love to dance with you. You deserve to dance like that. Maybe they will play the song again." There was so much hope in my voice, hope that he would be happy. I pulled away slightly, giving him his chance to leave. "I will be fine, I promise. I have to go to the bathroom anyway." THe last part I practically whispered to him. I soon realized I did something I often did, when I was with those men. I put on a fake happy face, one that I wore so often I occasionally believed it. "Go on now. Father doesn't want me dancing anyway." It came out as a mumble, but I still held that fake happy face.

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Tess smiled a little bit. "Um.... I mean.... Yeah, I'd love to.... But..... Uh.... Haha I can't really dance..." the boy said. "It's fine, neither can I. Apologies in advance if I step on your feet with these daggers that are currently attached to my feet," she said, gesturing to her shoes. They made their way onto the actual dance floor. The brother and sister- twins, presumably- were dancing. The boy was still a bit out of it, and the two of them were talking to each other quietly. The girl shied away from Tess and her dance partner, who she still hadn't gotten the name of. As the music changed to a more mellow tune, the high boy asked quite loudly, "Doesn't this song make you want to hold her tight?" Tess stiffened. PDAs were not quite a comfortable thing for Tess, especially with people she just met. She looked away slightly. The song went on, and Tess was almost half-wanting to know the boy's answer.

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Tess heard no answer from the boy, and she let out a half sigh of relief. She really hoped that the boy didn't hold her tight. Dancing with him was already uncomfortable anyways. In fact, dancing with anyone would have been uncomfortable. Suddenly, Tess wanted to be alone. Her feet and ankles hurt, she was cold, there were too many people looking at her, her mask was too heavy, and nothing felt right. She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to be a prisoner under this... Master's hold. She pulled away from the boy.

"I think I need to go somewhere for a minute. I'm really sorry for ditching you on the dance floor," she whispered apologetically.

Without staying long enough, Tess turned and walked as fast as she could in her high heels, and once she reached the doorway of the ballroom, she kicked off her heels, grabbed both of them in one hand, hitched her skirt up just enough to allow her feet some freedom, and made a mad dash towards the staircase to her room. She ran for one and a half glorious minutes... and then ran right into a pair of angry henchmen.

Tess bit her lip. Forcing her sweetest smile, she stepped back.

"Um... I was looking for the restroom, and I got lost?" she lied.