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The Metronome

The White Mansion

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a part of The Metronome, by Demented.

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Demented holds sovereignty over The White Mansion, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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The White Mansion is a part of The Metronome.

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The Reaper [0] "I will show you what Death is..."
Eric Masters [0] "Well this is lovely."
Genevieve Tatlin (Viva) [0] "I can help you, you know? I can play a great factor in your life and possible death!"
Jesse Newman [0] "Depression isn't a sign of weakness. It's a sign that you've been strong for too long."
Chris Palko [0] Laugh and the world laughs with you. Weep and you weep alone.
Rue Markku [0] 'happy is the heart that still feels pain. Darkness drains, but light will come again.'

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Death. Why was it usually the younger age group that usually wished it sooner then was their time? While The Reaper walked away from the room where the youngsters were he let out a long yawn."They need to learn that their lives have meaning, and wishing to end them is never a solution."He said glancing towards his assistant Viva. The girl had been with him for awhile, having participated in his games once before....she knew the answers he had set upon his newest victims."I wonder what will happen to this new set...".He gave a small nod towards Viva before heading off to go into his office room, where he would begin to think. "I want them to realize the deep levels...of the human mind."

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(OOC: Alrighty everyone I'm glad you all decided to join my RP. So have fun and let the REAPING BEGIN!!!)

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Jesse sat in the corner of the room, watching the unconscious teens as their chests rose and fell. She tilted her head and stared, lips in the form of a tight, impassive line. Pity, she thought as she examined each individual with scrutinizing accuracy. They look so peaceful while they're sleeping. The brunette herself had been in one of the first loads of victims here. She'd grown used to the cruelty of this world, and to "R". Though it was a painfully distant relationship between them, she always kind of looked up to him in that odd sort of way. Maybe it was because he'd taken her from her suffering and showed her this new world. Death. But death wasn't so bad, right? Everyone was to die eventually, so when it happened really didn't matter. She stood from where she'd been sitting indian style and stretched in her catlike way. "When will they wake up?" she thought quietly aloud. "I want new toys to play with already. But these toys look pathetic. What was 'R' thinking?" Grumbling slightly under her breath, Jesse began to pace around the room while flipping one of her daggers around her fingers. Bored, bored... bored.

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Viva eyed her employer and former torturer warily, casting her eyes downwards as he nodded towards her. "Yes, sir," she replied simply. Though having assisted R for quite a while, his glances always sent shivers down her spine. He was human, like her and the rest of those poor, unsuspecting victims. Yet why did his eyes seem to effect her so strongly? Living with the Reaper brought a whole other meaning to Viva's definition of fear.

As R retreated into his office, Viva slipped out of the room silently, walking through the passageway with familiarity. Her eyes had grown accustom to the dim lighting of the mansion; So adapt, that any bright burst of sunlight could be potentially fatal to her sight.
Viva paused at the locked door to the right of the wall; she unlocked the door and peeked inside. Four unconscious.. and one.. conscious? The assistant raised an eyebrow and entered the box-like room, gazing at Jesse with neither fondness nor dislike.

"It's you, again."

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Chris opened his eyes and rolled over so he could climb to his feet. His head felt like someone had hit him with a bat, and he stumbled forward, catching himself on the wall. He couldn't remember a thing, it was all a giant blur. His vision slowly came into focus and before him, several other people, mostly young girls and one boy. They were all significantly younger than Chris, and he wiped his eyes to make sure he was actually seeing the sleeping teens. One, a beautiful girl with wavy brown hair, was already awake.

"Hey... What the fuck is going on here? Where am I?" He questioned the girl, barely able to form his words yet.

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Jesse's attention was on Chris even before he was conscious of her presence. She tilted her head lightly, ignoring Viva completely and turning her complete mind to the young man. "Your location isn't important," she said with a small, delicate smile. "What is important is if you're going to live or die." She expertly twirled her dagger around her fingers once more, then returned to sitting indian style on the floor. "I'd watch your mouth, by the way. He's not a fan of guys who badmouth him. I don't like it either, of course, so be careful what you say. This dagger isn't a toy and I know how to use it." The brunette closed her eyes before leaning her head against the wall. Almost immediatly her breathing slowed and it appeared as if she was sleeping.

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Chris watch the girl close her eyes and lean her head back against the wall. He started to raise his voice but stopped, sensing it would be better to just cooperate until he understood the situation. He calmly walked over to the girl and knelt down next to her.

"Okay... I'm sorry I used profanity, alright? I'm just kind of confused and scared right now" He whispered to her. "My name is Chris Palko, okay? What's your name?" Chris asked gently.

He was worried for himself and now that he had regained his composure, he worried for the others laying unconscious on the floor.

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Eric was barely able to move, least of all freaking see.He was able to hear the sounds of a man cursing, and the voice of a girl telling him not to."Urghg..."He mumbled as he tried to open his eyes, which he manged to do in a few seconds.Glancing around he could see the body of two females,both awake and one man who he presumed was the potty mouth."Alright what the fu....I mean what the hecks going on here?" He said now barely realizing that his hands were bound.

He glanced around nervously and began struggling to get free while he waited for an answer.

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Chris took notice of the young man struggling. He rushed to his side and assisted him in undoing the rope.

"Hey, hold on! I've got ya!" Chris explained as he untied the boy.

When he was free, he helped him up and made sure he was stable.

"Do you know what this is all about?" He asked the young man desperately.

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The Reaper simply sat at his large cherry wood desk, fiddling with some sort of silver instrument."La...La La LA DE DE DAH!"He said humming loudly and then pausing as he began to hear the sounds of feet moving and bodies struggling."OH my dear little new tenets are awake." He then got up and moved to leave his office, going towards the White Room once more.He plastered a large smile on his face before opening the door."Why hello my little suicidal friends! So pleased that you've decided to awaken. It's a new drug I created, ordinarily I use chloroform but I decided to mix things up by adding some..oh never mind my science talk. We have much more greater things to discuss."He looked around and his eyes focused on Jessie. Sweet sweet Jessie the poor little wounded bird."Viva my dear, I believe this may be our most interesting group yet!"

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The Reaper simply sat at his large cherry wood desk, fiddling with some sort of silver instrument."La...La La LA DE DE DAH!"He said humming loudly and then pausing as he began to hear the sounds of feet moving and bodies struggling."OH my dear little new tenets are awake." He then got up and moved to leave his office, going towards the White Room once more.He plastered a large smile on his face before opening the door."Why hello my little suicidal friends! So pleased that you've decided to awaken. It's a new drug I created, ordinarily I use chloroform but I decided to mix things up by adding some..oh never mind my science talk. We have much more greater things to discuss."He looked around and his eyes focused on Jessie. Sweet sweet Jessie the poor little wounded bird."Viva my dear, I believe this may be our most interesting group yet!"

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Chris shot up when he heard the voice and looked around.

"Hey! What's going on? Could somebody please tell me where I am?" He exclaimed loudly.

Suicidal friends? Did this disembodied voice know of his attempts to take his own life?

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Viva quietly observed the group and moved to R's side as soon as he entered the room, standing a mere 3 steps behind him. "Quite, sir. They are quite the peculiar ones.." she murmured in response, genuinely curious about the new victims. "I suppose this will be a great year as well, sir."
Viva smiled slyly, a wicked expression ruining the innocence of her features.

(( Sorry, short post.. But I had little time. I'll post longer ones, don't worry. :D ))

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Jesse didn't respond to Chris. On the contrary, she allowed things to unfold before his eyes just the way she had to so long ago. She didn't give a shit if he was scared; let him wet his pants, it might amuse her a little. As the Reaper joined them, Viva by his side, her eyes snapped open. For a second their gaze's locked, but it was soon broken as she nimbly stood and stretched in a graceful, fluid movement. "I'm taken aback, R," she said with a yawn while playing with a dagger. "I believe I'm most interesting, and unlike the others of my first bach, I'm still alive and well." The brunette shot him a dark glance. "Partially anyway." Her attention reeled around the room as she circled around the children to stand beside the man. She returned her attention to Chris and the other boy. "Why not just kick back and listen for a change? You might find out something useful instead of letting your little-boy emotions take over your minds."

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Chris stood slowly, listening to the girl behind him and completely ignoring The Reaper and his assistant. He turned, a small grin coming over his face. His voice remained low and cold, a sign he was truly angry. He wasn't one for yelling...

"Little boy instincts? Oh-ho! Kitty's got claws!" He laughed. "I'm 26, so before you go spouting off that cunt mouth of yours, you should check your facts..." He whispered, still helping the boy regain himself.

Clearly, this chick had problems and Chris always tried to be nice to women, but she had lost that right and now he wouldn't piss on her if she was on fire.

"And why don't you put that down before you hurt yourself, little girl" Chris sneered, motioning to her blade.

That was all he was going to say to her. He didn't have time to be worried with cocky children, he needed to focus on the big picture. The Reaper was still standing nearby, and that's who Chris needed to talk to.

"Excuse me, but where are we?" He asked, his tone a little more light hearted than before, but still serious.

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Jesse watched Chris in utter fascinated as he bad-mouthed her, and though you couldn't see it physically, she was grinning on the inside. "Twenty-six, hmm?" As soon as he turned his attention back to the Reaper, she made her move. It was heart-stopping to see - no, to not be able to see - her step to Chris's side. It was almost as if she'd appeared there, but... not really. She grabbed a chunk of his chocolate hair and yanked upwards before with her free hand flicking the knife just milimeters from his neck. "You are in no position to talk to me like a snobby little brat, Chris. Now if I were you I would listen to every damn word the Reaper says and stop being an impatient mule. All will be answered in time." The brunette paused and bent down a little to whisper, "You're twenty-six year old ass is no match for a nineteen year old assassin, darling." With that, she released him and, in the same surprisingly fast movements, sat at the feet of the Reaper, facing the victims with a cold indifferent face.

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The Reaper was quietly chuckling while all this was happening."Ah Jesse dear, as fiery as ever. I'm glad you both have acquainted yourselves." R then turned towards Chris and smiled his unusual dark and mad smile."Where are you? You here in the White Mansion, and in the White room of course silly boy!" He said chuckling once more before moving to walk by the Black Metronome once more."Tick...Tick.... your all here because you wanted to die. You thought to yourselves"life just isn't worth living anymore. You all didn't realize the seriousness of your actions. I however as the gracious man I am have decided to give you all a chance. You will fight your way out of this mansion, you will kill each other or you yourselves will slowly . One does not how much value ones life is, until they have nearly lost. it yes?"He said chuckling and walking to stand near Viva, the smile still plastered on his face.

"Well come now I'm sure your all starving, the drug I used I think creates a rather awful feeling if you don't eat anyways so hurry up and make your way towards the kitchen and see if the cook will fetch you all something. Viva my dear, mind showing our new friends where the kitchen is?" And with that he gave a small bow and began to walk towards his personal library."Oh and if you all think of escape I wish you luck. Besides having several dogs outside of the house I myself have created a quite gruesome alarm system ."He said calling to them over his shoulder.

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Rue woke up, sitting up slowly.
She leaned against a wall, her vision blurry.

She closed her emerald eyes against, then slowly forced them open.
Red curls covered half her face as she shook her head and whimpered slightly.
She took in her surroundings, tensing up.
Rue didn't recognize were she was, and she shook slightly as she stood.

This is a dream. she assured herself and she chewed on her lip.

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Chris ruffled his hair back into place, preparing himself for the usual rage he would exhibit in this situation, but was surprised when all he could do was smile at the girl. His hand touched the place her knife had barely pricked on his neck and looked down at the small speck of crimson now resting on his fingertip. He watched her, all the while listening to The Reaper. So he was here because of the suicide attempts, huh? As he listened to the strange man finish up his explanation, Chris figured he wasn't going anywhere for a while and relaxed a bit. It wasn't like there was a life waiting for him on the outside anyway, so he wouldn't miss any important meetings while being held in The White Mansion. The idea of killing the kids, even Jesse, didn't sit well with him, but he had learned to cross bridges when he came to them. The woman named Viva was to show them to the kitchen, but before following he stopped and turned to Jesse, who was clearly still on edge. He held up his hand as a means of surrender, the trickle of blood still on the end of his finger. His eyes fell on it as he began to speak to the girl.

"I was right... You certainly do have claws" Chris laughed lightly, licking the blood off the end of his finger.

He had always had a love for the irony taste, a trait he rarely shared with strangers, but since he'd be spending a good amount of time with Jesse, he did as he pleased.

"I'm sorry about all that" He said softly, tussling his hair again. "I haven't been out in the real world for very long and I've forgotten how to control my tongue" He said with a grin.

Chris took a step towards her, but made sure she knew it wasn't threatening.

"The way you won fights at Stone Lodge was with words since most of us were drugged out of our minds. Loudest and nastiest one... But that's no excuse" He said. "I'm not sayin sorry cause its the right thing to do or anything... I'm doing because you earned it. Most people are big talk... You're interesting" Chris mumbled, trying to pick the correct words.

Jesse had been a complete bitch to him since the moment he laid eyes on her, but for some reason... He found her fascinating. A loose strand of wavy hair had fallen into her face, and though he took a chance of losing a finger, he moved it aside gently. Jesse was clearly shocked by his actions, but he just continued to smile.

"You should keep that hair outta your face... Those eyes are too pretty to be hidden" He whispered quietly so just Jesse could hear.

Then he turned without saying a word and followed Viva and the others out of The White Room. As dangerous as the situation was, Chris Palko had been living in Hell for the last 12 years. This place, The White Mansion, may have been full of death traps... But at least here he'd be living.

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Jesse hadn't been paying much attention to Chris until he spoke to her. She let her cold amber eyes fall to him as he spoke to her. It wasn't that she had anything against him, he hadn't done much wrong. The bad-mouthing didn't at all bother her; it was actually much nicer to pick a fight with someone who wasn't powerful enough to give her a big problem. He seemed to be taking his time selecting his words. She couldn't help but wonder if he was realizing that despite his size, age, and gender, she was the one who held the most power in the situation. But it kind of annoyed her, the sly little smirk on his lips, the way he looked at her as if he was certain they'd develop some sort of feelings for each other. As he moved the strand of hair from her face, her amber eyes darkened in a look of almost shock, though it was far from it. The brunette stood straight as he filed out of the room with Viva and the other victims who dared to get up. "Hey R," she called as she stalked after thr group. "I hope you won't be mad when one of our victims turns out dead in the morning." It was meant to be heard throughout the group. It was first of all a warning for them to be careful around her. But she also intended to get back at Chris for his sly behaviour; the thing that really annoyed her, however, was the fact that she almost liked it.

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Chris could hear Jesse threat echo behind him and tried to contain his laughter. It wasn't that he believed she wasn't capable of killing him, but over the fact that she had announced it loud enough for him to hear. She reminded him of the headstrong protagonists in cartoons. How they'd always announce their moves or goals before unleashing them on the enemy. He hadn't slept for days before being drugged by The Reaper, and even that had been a restless nightmare-filled ride through his own psyche. He had gotten used to bad dreams though. The amount of horse tranquilizer they'd pumped into him back at Stoney Lodge had made him immune to caring about anything. When your feelings and thoughts are washed away by the stupor, all you can do is play Zombie and mumble at the TV set. Chris didn't worry about Jesse sneaking up on him. He'd remain awake without some form of sleeping pill, so slitting his throat while he was snoozing wasn't in the cards. If she was going to end his life, it'd have to be face to face. Those pretty amber eyes would have to look right into his while the life drained out. All of these thoughts gave Palko a morbid calming sensation. Death wasn't something he feared, but he didn't want to die because some other sullen-eyed husk copped an attitude with him. The other ones that walked with him didn't seem to be capable of the same things Jesse was, but he was still breathing only moments after touching her hair without permission. If she really wanted him dead, she would've sliced him up then and there. He stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets and continued to follow Viva.

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"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT everyone hold the phone!" He said as he moved to get up and follow the group, his would be murderers, fellow suicidal people.Whatever they were called."So, we.....kill eachother....and then whoever wins as earned their...right to live?"He said shaking his head as he processed this thought through.

SHIT! I knew I should have just moved. But nooooooooooooooo I had to live here and go through all this bullshit. He shook his head once more and then crossed his arms as he waited for his answer.

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Chris stopped and looked back at the boy, waiting for someone to speak.

"That's my understanding... Yeah" He said bluntly. "I don't think anybody's thrilled about it, but I don't think theres much we can do about it" Chris sighed and scratched his head.