[Plot] Be our Guests

Victor Mulberry IV · 1 [Plot] Be our Guests Mon Aug 15, 2016 10:44 pm

Victor Mulberry IV

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"Welcome everyone to the Royal Palace! did the powerful voice of Bellmuse's King boomed as he greeted everybody that had come to the festivities he and the royal family had organized. He was standing on a small podium on one end of the massive ballroom where each guests were standing to listen at his opening speech before the event would promptly begin."I am happy to see so many people here tonight in the castle. Whether you were among those who received an invitation to this party, one that heard of it by a friend or in the street or even simply showed up here by curiosity, know that you are here as members of a great community formed of Huntsmen and Huntresses, the great citizen and workers of Bellmuse and us members of the royalty. We may be part of different class, but we know full well that the kingdom wouldn't be able to stand without all of you working so hard. This party is for you, as a token of our gratitude for everything that you have done not for us, but for everyone and each others. Now you're probably tired of hearing me, so I'll now leave you to enjoy this celebration. Have fun everyone, this is an order of your King!"

With that, confetti scattered everywhere, people were applauding His Majesty as he left the podium to stand among some guards nest to his Queen. He watched as the musician began to play a playful melody that quickly echoed across the room. The walls, made of white marble, were decorated of gold ornaments and purple tapestry, witting of the regal colors that the Mulberry family has been bearing for generation. Tables were scattered across the room with all kind of different foods ready for the hungry with servers walking among the crowd for a mobile service. Everything seemed to be under control as the King rested his hand on the Queen's shoulder before whispering to her. "I'll be in the next room. I love the sight but it's too noisy and my headache is getting worse. Come find me if there's anything, alright Dear?"

Victor then left the room by a set of double doors on the left side of the room, accompanied by some guards before he entered another one that was connected to the ballroom by a singular hallway. There, the King sat in a comfortable chair before sighing and looking at the Guard Captain. "Anything to report?" did he ask before the man answered promptly that everything was under control. Men posted at the entrances were able to deal with any trouble some folk while the security in the town was increased to stop anyone who would take advantage of the fact that a lot of people left their home to attend the festivities. The King looked into the fireplace before nodding. "Alright, I want reports every 15 minutes on the current status of every unit as well as an immediate response to any situation that could pose a threat to the citizen." The Captain nodded before leaving the room to relay the orders. The King hadn't left the citizen to avoid them, but to be sure everything would be fine while they enjoyed themselves. Rubbing his tired eyes, he opened his Scroll to watch the security monitors he had made install, not just across the castle, but across all of Bellmuse. With the attacks that Syne Academy had to deal with in the past, no precautions were too small.

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Reiwyn Orchid-Mulberry · 2 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Mon Aug 15, 2016 10:45 pm

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Reiwyn Amaranthine Orchid-Mulberry held the hand of her youngest child as she listened to the speech given by her husband. Once the speech was over she let go of the child's hand for a brief moment to applaud with the rest of the crowd. She always admired how powerful his voice and words but at the same time they held a calmness about them. As the king departed from the social gathering Reiwyn gave him a gentle smile and said with her calm and sweet voice"Don't over work your self alright my dear? Remember to save some time for your children Plum is going to be the next heir he needs a good father to teach him how to be king." Once the king took his leave Reiwyn sighed as she thought With all the attacks that have occurred I knew he was going to work harder. Oh Victor I just hope your work doesn't end up being the death of you.

Reiwyn straightened up and looked toward her child as she said "Alright Plum up and look sharp. Tonight may be a night to have fun but that doesn't mean you get to act like grimm. Now go enjoy yourself but say where I can see you and where the servants can see you understand?" She gave another gentle and calm smile. Then she began making her was around the ball room making she she was a good hostess and greeting everyone and making sure that her guests were happy. Reiwyn made it seem like she wasn't annoyed with only one child being present but in reality she was as she thought That girl is supposed to be a princess yet she is being completely irrational. She should've made an appearance but for arguing with me she had to be grounded in her room. Maybe I should've made her come here because she didn't want to but no matter I can't run off to grab her now that would make me a bad hostess. Reiwyn despite being annoyed kept a straight face and continued to calmly greet her guests.

Yu Leigenma · 3 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 12:59 am

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The alarm blares ringing throughout his apartment. Yu, startled to near death, hopped out of his bed rolling to the nearest wall while gripping the hilt of Guillotine. Coming to his sense's Yu looked at his clock and realizes how late he is.

"Crap.. I really have to remember when to set the AM or PM for events.. Well, I can't disappoint the king now can we.. (sarcasm)"

Time passes, Yu's casual suit makes him look like a bartender..? Anyways, Yu then maked his way down to his bike, and off he goes passing houses upon houses straight into the forest. Looking through the brush Yu seen Syne academy not too far away.

"I really don't want to go to this.. I'm a huntsman not a professor.. What is this meeting about anyway? I bet its another test.. No. That makes no sense because we would be dressed in our battle gear.. well at least I always have mine close by. . . . is that a hill? . ."

Yu, approaching the hill with great speed, slammed on the breaks but his bikes chain pops off the chain and get trapped in the back wheel. Yu's forward velocity was sending him straight into a tree. Catching his wits, Yu avoided this catastrophe by back-flipping onto a row of his plates below, effectively riding it all the way to the front steps of Syne.

"Never again.. will I buy a bike for 50 pounds-"

Captivated by the decorations and scenery of Syne at night, Yu's plates return under his suit. He starts up the steps, slowly trying to catch his cool, as he went over his preconstructed responses and greetings... Yu sighs..

"Ugh, I really don't feel like this.. I'd rather be fighting a griffon.. at least dying from a craw is more bearable than death from boredom.. Well.. here goes nothing?"

Kei · 4 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 8:14 am

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Kei	Kei was not fond of people in general. They were boring, overreacting, and had annoyingly misplaced priorities. Consider this and a mixture of claustrophobia, large crowds were a nightmare for Kei. A similar feeling was shared to royals and those of higher, wealthier classes. This feeling was stronger though then to what he felt towards people in general, as there was another factor that led to Kei's dislike of them; Jealousy. To put it simple, royals and the wealthy were rich while Kei, was not. Funny enough, despite these distastes, Kei absolutely adored Royal Parties. Putting aside his dislike of crowds and the wealthy, Kei came to these parties for what really mattered. All parties (Royal Parties especially) were an excellent source of free food. Being social was never a requirement to going to a party anyhow. After all, who ever said there was anything wrong with going to a party, get in without much of an entrance, avoid people, eat a couple days worth of food, and leave without so much a word? "No one that ever mattered." Kei grumbled himself as he took quick steps across the wooden bridge led to massive entrance of the Royal Palace. The castle was an impressive sight, a feat of marvelous architecture. For many first timers, the sight would steal their breath. Though it was Kei's first time this close to the castle, his mind was elsewhere. He kept looking forward, keeping entirely to himself. Dressed in his usual dark, brooding attire, Kei made no attempt to dress appropriately for such a gathering. Whether it made him look creepy or intimidating, it was a look that he knew people in general avoided. Or that was what he told himself at least. Truth be told, he didn't really own much other clothes to wear. Hastily making his way through the entrance of the Palace while ignoring the confused looks of the guards, Kei made his way into party and wasted no time making his way to the rows of table which the feast for the party was rested.
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James Gray · 5 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 2:50 pm

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"Huh. The castle is admittedly more intimidating when up close to it."

James Gray looked up in wonder as he stared at the looming architecture before him. Other then the academy, he had never been so close to anything of much prestige.

Too bad he couldn't bring Arty along, she would have loved the food.

He pulled on the collar of the dress shirt he is wearing, not particularly fond of such formalities. He would much rather wear his yukata; the freedom it provided his tail was amazing. But, since it would be royalty as the company, better to dress up. Thankfully, he had brought his Kitsune outfit stored in a backpack if ever he gets permission to dress in less formal outfits - without the wig and mask, of course.

Walking through the massive entrance, the sight of the interior captivated him. The corinthian pillars that showcased beauty and wealth, the dazzling chandeliers, the intricate paintings adorning the walls.

"Wow." James whispered. Not really one for the finer arts, even he could recognize the aesthetics and workmanship put into every detail he sees.

His stomach growled and the faunus laughed in embarrassment as he rubbed it with a single hand, mildly aware of the stifled chuckles around him. Now with food on his mind, he made a beeline for the party to get started on his plate.

Ishi Omo · 6 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 4:16 pm

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There's something people never seemed to realize, something that nobody seems to remember. Before he got his own riches, he was a rich kid. He could, occasionally look the part. When had gotten the invitation, he had went back to his home, to his mother and father. Both were getting on in age, but they welcomed their son with warm arms. It wasn't a long trip, it was maybe a day? If that. He went to ask his father a few questions about attending social events of a higher caliber. After getting a few bits of advice, and even some examples, Ishi was supposedly ready. Well, once his family splurged money on getting him a really, really good suit. High quality textures and everything, he was off. He got back the day of, and because of this, he made sure his nice suit was ready, and put it on. It was a black suit, and it almost shined. It wasn't just hit suit, so much as there was also the fact that he made himself look nice.

His normally messy hair was combed properly. He actually wore nice, black dress pants, and he wore nice black shoes. He entered to the King's voice, a confident and calm speaker. He could appreciate the finesse of a good speaker, but couldn't actually get a proper feel for the place. He'd just toil about, introducing himself and all that jazz. He certainly didn't mind the atmosphere, but it was pretty obvious that he did quite fit in as well as a lot of them.

Ser Lothric Ember · 7 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 5:03 pm

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Lothric had been dreading this day from when he first received the invitation and the unexpected package from his family. A personal suit crafted with no expenses spared and the Ember family insignia emblazoned upon it's back with black velvet contrasting the white suit, not only that but some black silk gloves and brown leather shoes of quite the craftsmanship was also included within the package. It would have been easy to mistake this as a gift but Lothric knew all to well how his father's mind worked and knew there would be a price for this but as of the moment he had no choice as wearing his armor was out of the question and Lothric had not the time nor capital available to buy a suit.

Lothric had arrived slightly before the King's speech and joined the other guests in their applause before he managed to grab a glass of beverage before being slightly flocked by some others of the guests who he recognized from his childhood when they had been talking with his father, the pleasantries and formalities was quickly done and Lothric kept his calm tone and knightly manner towards them even tho inside he wanted nothing more then to just simply get through the event and then head back to the Academy.

When he finally spotted an opening in the conversations Lothric was quick to excuse himself as he quickly moved away from the current group and towards the tables as he finished the beverage he had acquired earlier on before placing it onto the table and letting out a heavy sigh. Lothric did really dread this event but it was more what price his father would attempt to extort from him this time and after a short thought or two Lothric concluded it would have to be the same thing he always tried to demand and it always went the same way.

Koko Hanazusaki · 8 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 9:45 pm

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For the first time ever, the half wit psychotic loner decided to go out and party thanks to the good graces of the head honcho. He hadn't expected an invite from the lord himself, but as the lord was of a higher class, a boss to Koko's goon type lifestyle, he openly accepted the invitation without further thought. He arrived shortly before everything was rolling and moved into a small group of youngsters. He stood in within them and for the first time in years he'd looked incredibly clean cut and almost as wealthy as those around him. He was dressed in a black tuxedo, pure gold accessories like buttons and cuff links, hair dyed back to its pitch black color while being slicked back, and diamonds all over including a small diamond cuban necklace and a solid gold watch with diamonds in the face. He didn't smell like cigarettes or booze for once in his joke of a life, and he was entertaining the small group with a wine glass in his hand and an unlit cigarette hanging out his mouth.

"So here I am stuck in this rotten situation all right? I'm in a library, no clothes with C4 stuck up my bum and a gun to my head, what was I to do? Me and the gunman shared eye contact for what seemed like an eternity until he tells me to go into the bathroom. I'm thinkin to myself 'oh god what the heck does this man want for him to tell me to go into the bathroom of all places?' but since he had the gun I just eh, I just followed him. So here we are with a Mexican stand off between the two of us in this secluded bathroom when all of a sudden this short Asian kid pops out the bathroom stall in a Jackie-chan mask and I'm not even joking when I say this short little Asian kid karate kicked the day lights out of this man. This little Asian kicked this dude over and over, I swear on my life I've seen prison victims get treated better than what this guy was doing to him, so in the commotion I make my way outta the bathroom alright? I take no more than 10 steps away from that bathroom here comes Jackie-chans midget self go Usain bolt across the friggin library. He vanished as quickly as he appeared, so I'm thinkin this is the end of this until I see midget Jackie-chan come running back into the library, an Ursa chasing behind him, oh I swear on my life you've never seen comedy like watching a midget run from a bear in a-"

He was cut off as the lord himself started having his speech. Koko took a sip from his wine glass and listened to every word the majesty had to say, wanting to applaud the man for his interest in the people and his love of everyone showed true for everyone's eyes to see. He clapped when everyone else did, and watched him make his leave after talking to his wife. The little munchkin seemed to have enjoyed herself, and Koko watched her carefully in case any emergency arose. He wasn't too good of a person, but after some understanding he understood how it was to lose a child, and for such a kind man as the majesty of such a thing happened it would be devastation.

"Cute little munchkin, wonder where papa ventured off to."

He spoke, grabbing the cigarette from his lips to hold it in his fingers. His eyes were focused on the girls every moment, and one of the members of the group had to shake him to break Koko's all seeing gaze on her. He turned to face the man bringing him back to reality and placed the unlit cigarette back between his lips.

"Yeah yeah I'm alright, just keeping an eye on everyone. Oh, the midget story? Nah, that's for another time, we have kids running amongst us and they don't need to hear all that. But I will show you guys a magic trick, alright?"

He spoke, pulling up his sleeves.

"Nothing up my sleeves."

He chuckled, opening his mouth.

"Nothing in my mouth."

He grinned, and paused for a moment. He rubbed his stomach for a few rotations, and opened his mouth, coughing up something. He reached into his mouth and pulled out Abomination, and held the dry sword in his hand.

"Bet none of you boys ever seen a magic trick like that let me tell ya. Now watch as I make this sword... Disappear."

He laughed, opening his mouth. He started with the blade and pushed down, the blade seemingly vanishing into nothing as he swallowed the hilt. He opened his mouth and there was no existence of the blade, and for his trick he received a small round of applause.

"Thank ya thank ya, I'll be here all night."

Koko joked, and ventured outside the group. He walked over to the set up tables and grabbed himself another drink, then took some time to himself to watch everyone around them to see if he could pick up any stories.

Ophelia De Saint-Pierre · 9 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Tue Aug 16, 2016 11:01 pm

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Sitting in her room Ophelia looked down at the letter that was sent to her. The letter was sent from the scientist, something that was rare for them to do. She had opened the letter days ago but it was now that she looked it over once more before folding back up and placing it the top drawer of her dresser. In it she was told that she had been invited to a celebration of sorts. The letter did not come alone it also came with a box tied with a golden ribbon. The box contained a white dress that complimented her design and blue and white adornments for Yin and Yang. Ophelia was in a word excited or at least she felt that way. For what seems like forever she was away from school for some updates the scientist had for her, so that she may better fit into society, one that helped her understand emotions even more. Wasting no time in dressing herself up and placing the adornments that looked like flower pieces onto Yin and Yang, the trio looked quite refined. She placed her long silver locks into a intricate bun with gold ribbon around the base of it. She looked in a word, presentable and maybe just a bit standoutish. But none of that mattered she was going on the request of her creators but honestly if she had it her way she would have went anyway to enjoy the people there.

It didn't take Ophelia long at all to reach the palace in which the celebration was held. She made her way in with Yin and Yang close to her as to not disturb any of the guest. She knew some would not be comfortable with two highly functioning mechanical beings hovering around them, so she had commanded them both to not go further than two meters from her. Inside the Palace was much more beautiful than she could imagine. She felt a sense of child like wonder as she wandered among the crowds, taking in the fancy dressed people and the beautiful decorations. Once she had gotten her fill she moved to a space where less people gathered, calling Yin over to her and holding him in her arms while she let Yang roam freely in the confined spacing she ordered. It seemed she was just in time for the King's speech and she listened as intently as anyone else. She wondered how a man came into such power and for a second wondered if she could one day be like that. The thought was quickly erased because she knew what she was built for. For now she would watch the people, she didn't feel comfortable walking up to anyone and besides she was sure she would gather enough attention that people would come to her anyway..

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February 30th · 10 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 12:31 am

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Marcus Saint

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Marcus sighed as he entered the room. Edgy as usual he kept to himself, very much ignoring any social clique that was visible or audible really. He scanned about for any secluded location to relax and enjoy himself but as far as he could see there was just no luck. Sighing once again he guessed he would have to deal with the one thing he desperately tried to avoid on a constant basis, society. Sticking himself to a nearby wall away from any assortment of drinks or snacks and thus avoiding any influx of people that would even attempt to talk to him, he placed himself in a location that literally forced you to come out of your way to talk to him. Being near the door but out of eyesight meant you had to look for him, and considering he wasn’t going to be talking to anyone, you couldn’t very much hear him. And thus here he was, moderately sized, bright as all hell, and brooding as if it were breathing.

So now that we’ve discussed where he was, let’s talk about why he was there. Apparently there was some super cool event here, and the royal family figured he was important enough, even if he were some first year student, to be invited. Dope. Just the kinda publicity he didn’t need. Why couldn’t he be edgy in peace, calmly drifting through life while looking for clues on his past. Clearly that was too much, or too little in this case. Society assumed he wasn’t trying enough so now he’d have to play along with their stupid games and become part of their silly issues. Man this was going to be annoying wasn’t it?

Jun Lockhart · 11 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 2:02 am

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The Royal Palace. An elegantly decorated ballroom within the walls, filled with people and the booming voice of the King. None of this mattered to Jun in the slightest however as her eyes darted from one wall to the other, watching and examining the people in an almost frantic manner. Nervously she chewed on the thumb of her right hand in an unladylike way. It was bad enough that she was at this event against her will, just another aspect of being an asset of the Lockhart foundation and their image to the public. It was even worse however with Yuu still remaining absent from her side. Should the girl she had bound herself to for so many years still been at her side then Jun could have at least relaxed even slightly. Unfortunately her bodyguard had gone and disappeared shortly after their arrival at Syne, resulting in Jun’s holding away in her room since. The only reason she had even attended the King’s gathering was because it was required of her by her parents. Just another way to increase the public face and influence of the Lockhart foundation.

Her attire for the event was as equally annoying as the fact that she was forced to be there against her own desires. A simple form fitting blue dress graced her body, hugging her curves and highlighting her womanly figure. A single strap starting at her right breast crossed up over her left shoulder and held the aqua colored garment in place. The biggest complaint Jun had about the dress was that it was short, stopping barely above her knees. It was a far more feminine piece than she would have preferred to wear should she have the choice. But of course since this was an even held inside the palace and with the King and other royal family members it was on her to look visually appealing as per her parents’ instructions.

Chloe Erinys · 12 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 12:39 pm

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“Y-Yer kiddin’ right? I ain’t the kind of person they want for this fancy party! I’m tellin’ ya, that invitation was sent to me in error… Just because I received it three times ain’t meaning that they invited me personally. Ya tryin’ ta tell me they WANT an uncivilized lass with a weird accent? But! … Yeeeeeea… Fiiiiiiiiine… Love ya too ma.”

Chloe had been content. She hates dragging attention to herself for nothing and she kept a low profile in school for a while. Some classes, some sparring, some hunting, nothing outlandish. But now she was being pushed by her parents to go to this fancy royal party on the pretext that if they invited her three times, they must reaaaaaaally want her to go. It doesn’t help that her sister finally learned to use a scroll, or at least use it to call her, so now they were able to directly threaten her to come over and drag her to the party kicking and screaming if she didn’t go by herself, instead of doing it by mail… No way is she going to let them come anywhere close to a royal party…

So she got in town a few days ago, managed to find a store with dresses that she could afford, even got the sales girl to find her a nice outfit that included a large brimmed hat with a bow on it. Simple but effective since it’s only there to hide hear feathers. The dress itself was also very simple, dark blue with a slit on the right for easier movements as there was no way she was going in a party like that without the ability to run the hell away if things got too embarrassing. That being said, she thought she looked nice… then again, she’s got no idea if that is proper for the gathering or if she’s going to look like a sore thumb in the crowd of pretty and civilized people.

Looking at the open gate, Chloe sighed, straightened up her dress and started walking toward the large group of people. She tried hard not let it show, but she was nervous. No armor or weapon, she stored them in some locker that is supposed to allow her to get them easily delivered to anywhere. Not that anyone ever explained her how, but apparently she could. Still, she was uneasy without her gear. She could fight unarmed if needed, but it didn’t make her feel better.

Walking around after the king’s speech, trying a bit too hard to keep a low profile, she quickly spotted the food and made a bee-line for it. At least she should be able to eat some fancy stuff.

Periwinkle Mulberry · 13 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 1:45 pm

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Ten minutes. That is how long she stayed in her room after being grounded. She had long learned how to use her window and the ledge under it to get out and back in with her mother being none the wiser.

Walking in the gardens to vent out her frustration had become a ritual. They were big enough and she knew the guards rounds well enough that she could walk for hours and never see anyone. Sometimes she almost hoped that she would be found and that it would cause a bit uproar and anger her mother, anything to get back at that woman. Yes, she was a princess, yes people looked up to her, little girls wanting to be just like her when they grow up and all. But she was also a human being too and she wasn’t there to be some pretty doll you can move and place at your whim to please some overstuffed and poncy lord of wherever. Unfortunately for Peri, her mother wanted her daughter to be just that : sitting pretty in the corner so people can fawn over her looks and perfect posture.

No, that was definitely not something she wanted. So, even though she knew it was petty and childish, she reveled in being a thorn in her mother’s side. Anything from wearing mismatched socks to serving cupcakes to honored guests where she switched sugar with salt and cayenne pepper. Chaos somewhat became entertainment for her, but only if it made her mother angry. Luckily, it was waaaaay too easy.

Shaking her head and smiling at her latest misdemeanor – coming down to eat wearing some rock band t-shirt with very unsophisticated words on it - she kept walking among the plants and small animals that lived in the gardens. There were a lot of sounds around, from the small bird chirping in the tree to the more chaotic sound of the party that was happening actually quite close, just on the other side of the cedar fence she was walking by. Considering there was a lot of squirrels in here, rustling sounds were pretty frequent, enough that she tended to ignore them now. That is, until she heard this one.

It was much too loud to be a squirrel, really the smaller animal she could think of that could make that sound was a dog, and they didn’t have any dogs here. Curiosity got the better of her and she walked to the bushes from where the sound originated.

At the party, things were going smoothly and people were socializing, laughing and moving around, but over all that noise, a very distinct high pitch scream resonated coming from the palace’s gardens.

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Koko Hanazusaki · 14 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 5:53 pm

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Koko floated around like a social butterfly, bouncing in and out of conversations with anyone and everyone, taking sips from his wine as he did so. He caught on to one similar trait as he eyeballed the people, half of them looked like they didn't even wanna be here. They all looked like they forced themselves to be here or they were having a miserable time and isolating themselves.

"Yesh everyone looks like they just got told their dog was ran over by a semi. Bunch of miserable mucks... Most look like they don't even wanna be here why the hell did they come? What, you wanna come out too Delissia? Really, of all times? Fine, just make yourself less scary ya evil prick."

He looked around, and as he noticed nobody was watching him he bit down on the wine glass, shattering it. He stuffed most the broken glass in his mouth and swooshed around some wine to get the glass to cut more and more, his mouth filling with blood. He swallowed as rough and hard as he could, the glass making its way down his stomach. He opened his mouth and the smoke started pouring out, and within seconds Delissa stood solidified behind him in a black dress. She looked as demonic as Satan himself with a beautiful demeanor, and as Koko went to turn around he almost ran into Jun.

"Jeez watch where you're go... Oh... Oh hell. You're a... You're a Lockhart, right? Jun, right? Where's... Where's your body guard, don't you Lockharts normally have a body guard with ya? Hell there's probably a sniper aiming at the back of my head to split me a new one. Ya know what I'm... I'm just gonna, just gonna go that way. Come on Delissia."

He spoke, putting his hands up slowly and backed away from the woman. Royalty was something he did not wanna upset, because as he couldn't die he could get himself tortured over and over, and in a means of escape he almost ran into a red headed boy.

"Hey hey hey, do me a favor, see that woman other there? Go say hi make some small talk ya know chit chat, you two look miserable go share your miserableness together it's a party not a funeral."

He spoke, pulling away from him and Delissia walked shortly behind him. He hadn't gone near the food, he didn't generally eat so that whole rich people food didn't fit his image. He was getting ready to walk outside until he caught two mechanical figures around a pretty yet small looking girl.

"Hey pretty girl, why not join the party? I bet you could entertain one heck of a crowd with those mechanical things you got floatin around ya. It's a party not a funeral, atleast try and enjoy yourself. But then again you don't gotta listen to me."

He spoke, making his way outside. He pulled a lighter from his pocket and took a seat on a bench, lighting up the cigarette he held in his mouth the duration of the party. Delissia took a seat beside him and minded her own business, unmoving without a care in the world. Koko smoked the cigarette for a few seconds and closed his eyes, exhaling the chemicals.

"Never thought I'd get invited to a party. Me, of all people. God I put more white on the streets than a salt truck and now I'm sitting in royal property, dressed in gold and diamonds, smoking a cigarette. Oh boy how do things change huh D?"

He spoke as his eye caught onto movement. A girl in a punk shirt out in the middle of the garden caught his eye, and he chuckled softly at the girls choice of attire to the party. He didn't pay her any mind, that is until he was in the middle of taking in a hit the scream startled the hell out of him and caused him to choke.

"Jesus Christ sounds like my last date. "

He spoke and stood up, killing off the cigarette in one hit and swallowed the remains. He reached into his mouth and from it pulled out the sword, until he just ripped it out. The blade was covered in his blood, and he flicked the blood off onto the ground outside.

"Guards might have a conniption over that."

Koko joked, and ventured over to where the girl ended up. He moved stealthily behind her, not making a single sound until he was right behind her.

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Henchmen · 15 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 7:38 pm

Henchmen

Join date : 2016-07-31
Posts : 10

The Henchmen

As the festivities waged on, those toward the party's edge might have heard the screams of a princess, shrill and loud as the as she was plucked from the very earth she stood on. Long green whips had descended from the treetops, ensnaring her before pulling her up at a speed unmatched by any mere man. She was bound and gagged in the treetops, seemingly by the old oak tree itself. A blade ran down her side, tearing the vines so as to quickly separate her from the bark, before she was tossed into the arms of a massive man. Hardly noticing the boy walking toward her, rather stealthily.

There were two of them in the tree, both clad in tuxedos. That belonging to the thinner man kept pristine, while that belonging to his more muscly companion was shredded beyond belief in some places. It took the two a moment to confirm that they had indeed captured the princess, while she wasn't wearing the correct formal wear her deep blue eyes and blonde hair were incredibly telling of her parentage.

With a flick of the thin man's wrist the two men, hostage in arm, were launched from their current position to the next tree. Their shadow briefly lingering on the cracked moon. Perhaps noticeable by those who sought the screams. The tree they landed in however buckled and creaked under their weight however, further attention to the duo's location.

Ophelia De Saint-Pierre · 16 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 7:54 pm

Ophelia De Saint-Pierre

Join date : 2015-11-04
Posts : 17

Ophelia

The Hive Mind

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The party was going well but she felt just a little out of her comfort zone to actually approach anyone. It was a different story had anyone come up to her and said something but she herself just couldn't muster up the courage. It was funny really, she was made to slay Grimms yet she couldn't talk to those who she had to protect. If she could laugh she would because it was the funniest thing she ever thought of in that moment. She could feel Yang trying his best to break from his spacing zone and she wondered why but couldn't dwell on it for too long as a voice broke her concentration.
"Hey pretty girl, why not join the party? I bet you could entertain one heck of a crowd with those mechanical things you got floatin around ya. It's a party not a funeral, atleast try and enjoy yourself. But then again you don't gotta listen to me." The voice was rather lively and spoke in her direction, to her in fact! she was sure he was speaking to her but before she had a chance to say anything in return his was gone lost in the sea of the crowd. She felt herself following after him but was soon caught up in the crowd herself. The people around her had noticed her and she found herself surrounded by curious eyes and cautious gazes and then it started.

" Hey what are those? "
" Are you moving them by yourself?! "
" Can I touch them! "

Question after question poured in from each side and she could remember the words of the man who spoke to her. As excited as she was to have had people come to her, this was not what she meant and soon found herself feeling something she had never felt before.... It was almost like she didn't know how to handle all the attention at once, like she just didn't know what to do, she felt overwhelmed by it all. Yin and Yang could feel the pressure Ophelia was going through as if she was taking in too much information in one go. They almost went into battle mode but she quickly stumped that out of their minds. Without having to speak she quelled them, letting Yin free the two flew as high as they could away from the crowd, which was ten meters above Ophelia. " I'm sorry, one at a time ple--"

Like a hot knife through butter a noise cut through all the sounds in the room and rang clearer than anything she had ever heard. Ophelia knew what that was and listening she knew the direction it came from. Screams usually meant trouble, and Ophelia's job was more or less to stop trouble. Without missing a beat the young android dipped and weaved as best she could past the crowd toward the sound. In doing so she passed a red haired boy who stood out a bit more from the rest of the crowd. Weather it had been his demeanor or just the way he looked, she knew she would not forget his face. Ophelia knew she wouldn't or couldn't had been the only one to respond to the scream and she found herself in a garden of sorts. Her eyes spotted the man from earlier, the one who spoke to her before anyone else, but she also saw the ruffling of the leaves in a nearby oak tree. Running in the direction of the tree she wasted no time in moving Yin and Yang ahead of her to there maximum spacing. She heard the scream, she knew suspicious activity when she saw it and those leaves shook to violently for nothing to not be in them. It didn't take long before she heard sounds that were clearly not from an animal in the next tree over from the oak. As she ran she caught sight of three individuals, Without hesitation she directed The black droid Yin to shoot a well placed laser beam at the tree, more specifically the cracking sound of the tree she ran towards. She had hopped to drop whatever was in that tree but was careful not to be under it if anything.

- Actions taken -

Ran to the noise.
Saw the oak tree rustle was to much for it to be normal
ran to the tree and followed the sounds to the second tree.
used my weapon to shoot the second tree near the sound hoping to knock down whatever was in it

- weapons used -
Check my app

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We Are One

February 30th · 17 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 8:33 pm

February 30th

Join date : 2015-12-19
Posts : 12

Marcus Saint

February 30th

This party bored him, it bored him to pieces. There were too many people, not enough screams of terror or cries of anguish. It was like living a nightmare all over again yet he had to be awake for it. While that statement proceeded to make no sense and made the narrator slightly want to choke himself, the main character of this particular story set in this universe sighed as he pushed himself off the wall. He considered the fact that the King seemed content on being a fat dunkin donut then he would just leave. Never mind the fact he didn’t know what a got damn dunkin donut was, apparently the author was inserting his own thoughts into a universe where it didn’t exist again, he apologizes. Nevertheless, he was preparing to leave when some hyperactive ADHD med lacking kid walked up to him about being social. Yeah he’d pass on that offer honestly, none of the people here looked remotely useful in a pinch and he had vengence to serve. Scoffing at the notion, he turned and pushed up his non existent glasses before leaving, ignoring the android that decided past him at this moment and moving on his way.

As he walked out the door he noticed an unusual occurrence. Apparently one of the other visitors had already left and was facing some duo of stupidity with an Android beside him. Beyond that there was no one else in the clearing just yet and thus no one to really lead and assess the situation beyond where it was. However unfortunately for the plot, Marcus had never heard the scream, as selectively oblivious he was to his surroundings when he didn’t give a hoot. The duo had some person with them that was under the big ones arms, but considering Marcus didn’t care to identify whoever that was, he didn’t see the importance of the young woman in their arms. Instead he decided to walk around the situation entirely, avoiding a pointless conflict that he probably had no business getting into in the first place. The chosen hero’s would take care of it. He was an antihero damnit! He didn’t save no damn damsels in distress!

James Gray · 18 Re: [Plot] Be our Guests Wed Aug 17, 2016 9:24 pm