You got it, Ginger! Sounds good, and hopefully we can wake Notorious from his absence-slumber with that plan. I'll give you guys a couple of days to get it up, but if not, then I'll have no choice but to push on anyway for the sake of not losing too much momentum.
In the meanwhile, like I said, I'll try and get up OOC information so you all don't jump ship on me from boredom. :P
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I think so, as well, but I just want a go-ahead from Ginger and Notorious first before I do anything. Meanwhile, if I've got time today, I'll work on the map and details to edit the OP with!
YAY WHAT A WONDERFUL POST, FLAVIA! Enjoy that well-deserved meal.
For obvious reasons, I had intended for her to post last after you had all gone. But the fact that she seemed to cover everyone in that wall of text was just awesome and helps tremendously, so an A++ to you, my darling. And to Cal's little exposition of Henry's occupation, of course.
So here's my proposition, as it seems people don't really feel up to posting any time soon? We could just leave it at Flavia's post (and give her all the love and praise she deserves for grazing through everyone in the limo), and I could just push on ahead with the story so we can get to the good bits. Or if there are still people who really want to have a go, we'll wait for them to get something up. I'm fine with either, just wanted to know where people's moods were at right now.
For obvious reasons, I had intended for her to post last after you had all gone. But the fact that she seemed to cover everyone in that wall of text was just awesome and helps tremendously, so an A++ to you, my darling. And to Cal's little exposition of Henry's occupation, of course.
So here's my proposition, as it seems people don't really feel up to posting any time soon? We could just leave it at Flavia's post (and give her all the love and praise she deserves for grazing through everyone in the limo), and I could just push on ahead with the story so we can get to the good bits. Or if there are still people who really want to have a go, we'll wait for them to get something up. I'm fine with either, just wanted to know where people's moods were at right now.
Jig, that's probably something I'll try in future situations, yes. "The RP-minefield that is the dreaded Directionless Group Conversation of Doom" made me giggle. Funny, but true, as we are seeing at the moment.
But yeah, really! If you all feel so (or not so) inclined, just go ahead and send your characters to sleep or into a daydream or something, just so we can get a move on out of this pit. That would be muchly appreciated. :) Of course, no rush on the posting, but I just didn't want anyone to be stuck in the rut because of they feel the need to dialogue.
But yeah, really! If you all feel so (or not so) inclined, just go ahead and send your characters to sleep or into a daydream or something, just so we can get a move on out of this pit. That would be muchly appreciated. :) Of course, no rush on the posting, but I just didn't want anyone to be stuck in the rut because of they feel the need to dialogue.
@Ginger: UGH yeah, I'm moving back up in a few more weeks. Hopefully the workload doesn't knock me off my damn feet. That'd just make me cry.
@Jig: Ooh, sounds interesting! I'll definitely be peeking in there.
@Flavia: I've never played it either, but I should definitely check it out and get some inspiration :)
@Call: Hahaha! We all love him regardless!
@Notorious: Hi
@Everyone: If the dialogue is what's holding y'all up, then perhaps it'd be better if you all just let your characters sit in silence for the ride. That way, we'll be able to move forward to a quicker pace, yeah? Just my two cents.
@Jig: Ooh, sounds interesting! I'll definitely be peeking in there.
@Flavia: I've never played it either, but I should definitely check it out and get some inspiration :)
@Call: Hahaha! We all love him regardless!
@Notorious: Hi
@Everyone: If the dialogue is what's holding y'all up, then perhaps it'd be better if you all just let your characters sit in silence for the ride. That way, we'll be able to move forward to a quicker pace, yeah? Just my two cents.
I've been surprisingly well, hanging in there. I hope you've been okay, Ginger?
OKAY OKAY NO ONE PANIC I'M HERE! Sorry for the absence, it's been a whirlwind weekend of spontaneous shit, so I didn't get a chance to write anything.
But I've posted, phewf! Like I said, the limo bit wouldn't be so long, so if you guys had some conversations you might have wanted to get in, you'd probably want to collab them in a post. Or just a single comment and response to what someone else has said would work, as well. But remaining totally silent and just listening in is very okay, too. Like I said, no biggie.
And again, I'll be posting some info about the Manor, its grounds, and the occupants you'll encounter after my next post, most likely.
But I've posted, phewf! Like I said, the limo bit wouldn't be so long, so if you guys had some conversations you might have wanted to get in, you'd probably want to collab them in a post. Or just a single comment and response to what someone else has said would work, as well. But remaining totally silent and just listening in is very okay, too. Like I said, no biggie.
And again, I'll be posting some info about the Manor, its grounds, and the occupants you'll encounter after my next post, most likely.
After Henry settles into the limo with the rest of you, the chauffeur closes the back door and disappears to the driver's side, and after a few moments, you all hear the vehicle being started. The window dividing your section and the driver is heavily tinted, making it impossible to see out the front of the car. But the windows along the sides show your departure from the curb of the airport as the driver begins the journey.
You pass through the busy city first, encountering honks and shouts that you cannot understand. The buildings are tall and the sun reflects off their surfaces; if it weren't for the foreign signs, you'd have thought you were merely having a drive through a city in your home land.
After the city, the driver takes an exit onto a highway that seemed to stretch on forever. The landscape is beautiful and green, although eventually you begin to see some snow creeping across the surface. Finally, the car takes a turn and the smooth concrete turns into the subtle roughness of a dirt path. This is a one way only street, and on either side of the car you can see just the trunks of towering trees among the shrubbery. By now, the sun is mostly hidden away, so that when you finally break through the trees into an open clearing, it is bathed in a purple-orange tinged light.
The car goes on for another hundred feet, then turns its hood to face east, and to your excitement, the Woll Manor finally comes into view through the windows behind the mini bar. You hear the driver kill the engine, step out of the limo, and close his door before coming to the back to open the passenger's one. He steps away in a small bow and gestures for you all to exit the vehicle.
"Welcome, misters and misses, to the Woll Manor," he says in that monotonous voice as he straightens up again. You all pile out of the car and are immediately hit with the cold, fresh air and the grandeur of the entire place. The car had stopped in the gravel of the huge clearing, which eventually gently slopped down and turned into grass with smatterings of snow. In the center of the grass field was a magnificent marble statue of two angels standing side by side, one pointing east while the other points west towards the woods that surrounded the Manor. Occasionally you hear the soft rumbling of water nearby, though you can't yet see where it is coming from. And of course, as you face north, you feast your eyes on the large, Victorian-esque building that was to be your home for the next few weeks.
The chauffeur lets you drink all of it in for a few minutes before clearing his throat. "If you would all follow me, please. Your carry-ons will be taken to your rooms after you." Then he sets off towards the Manor, whose lanterns at the front entrance have already been lit to welcome you.
You pass through the busy city first, encountering honks and shouts that you cannot understand. The buildings are tall and the sun reflects off their surfaces; if it weren't for the foreign signs, you'd have thought you were merely having a drive through a city in your home land.
After the city, the driver takes an exit onto a highway that seemed to stretch on forever. The landscape is beautiful and green, although eventually you begin to see some snow creeping across the surface. Finally, the car takes a turn and the smooth concrete turns into the subtle roughness of a dirt path. This is a one way only street, and on either side of the car you can see just the trunks of towering trees among the shrubbery. By now, the sun is mostly hidden away, so that when you finally break through the trees into an open clearing, it is bathed in a purple-orange tinged light.
The car goes on for another hundred feet, then turns its hood to face east, and to your excitement, the Woll Manor finally comes into view through the windows behind the mini bar. You hear the driver kill the engine, step out of the limo, and close his door before coming to the back to open the passenger's one. He steps away in a small bow and gestures for you all to exit the vehicle.
"Welcome, misters and misses, to the Woll Manor," he says in that monotonous voice as he straightens up again. You all pile out of the car and are immediately hit with the cold, fresh air and the grandeur of the entire place. The car had stopped in the gravel of the huge clearing, which eventually gently slopped down and turned into grass with smatterings of snow. In the center of the grass field was a magnificent marble statue of two angels standing side by side, one pointing east while the other points west towards the woods that surrounded the Manor. Occasionally you hear the soft rumbling of water nearby, though you can't yet see where it is coming from. And of course, as you face north, you feast your eyes on the large, Victorian-esque building that was to be your home for the next few weeks.
The chauffeur lets you drink all of it in for a few minutes before clearing his throat. "If you would all follow me, please. Your carry-ons will be taken to your rooms after you." Then he sets off towards the Manor, whose lanterns at the front entrance have already been lit to welcome you.
Yep, mostly patched up I think! It still looks kind of gross but at least it's not open anymore haha. I'm just really paranoid that if I stretch my finger too much it'll just burst open again. Otherwise I'm a-okay!
I'm still here, not to worry! Just been really busy. ETA of my post will most likely be Friday, the latest, I think.
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