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As the guests started to enter his home, The Rabbit stopped in a small room. The dark oak door made a quiet squeeking sound when he pushed it open. Inside, there were multiple cases and shelves littered with different antiques. Some of them looked ancient, and others looked fairly new. There was also a medium sized table topped with a big, old looking machine. There was a megaphone on top, and it pointed into a speaker. On one side, there was a crank, and the other, there was a gear.
The Rabbit strode over to the machine, his coat tail swishing behind him. He grabbed the crank, spun it for about a minute, and bent over the machine to speak.
"Good evening," his smooth voice boomed throughout the mansion. "I'm glad that you've decided to come. I've waited for this moment a long time. Feel free to make yourself at home, and get to know your fellow guests! I'm sure you'll want to meet them, you're all such interesting people. I shall be down in a while, but this is a party, don't let me keep you waiting. My dining room is the last room in the hall, across from the room that you're in now. I've laid out some party things that I'm sure you'll enjoy."
The speaker turned off with a crack, and The Rabbit left the room swiftly. He was glad that they had showed up. Every key counted.
The main room was decorated with old tapestries and decorative vases. There were a few bookshelves and tables in each corner. In the center of the room, there was a large marble staircase that led to a hallway, the one that The Rabbit had mentioned.
The hallway was lined with red and white striped wallpaper, and the marble from the staircase continued down the entire hall. A few gas lamps were laid out by each doorway. There were so many doors, a person could not count them alone, especially because the hall seemed to go on forever. The wallpaper seemed to even further suggest the illusion.
The speaker came on once more, but all that was heard was the crackling of the speaker.
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"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Ignore any... odd sounds you may here. My staff are quite busy."
The Rabbit strode over to the machine, his coat tail swishing behind him. He grabbed the crank, spun it for about a minute, and bent over the machine to speak.
"Good evening," his smooth voice boomed throughout the mansion. "I'm glad that you've decided to come. I've waited for this moment a long time. Feel free to make yourself at home, and get to know your fellow guests! I'm sure you'll want to meet them, you're all such interesting people. I shall be down in a while, but this is a party, don't let me keep you waiting. My dining room is the last room in the hall, across from the room that you're in now. I've laid out some party things that I'm sure you'll enjoy."
The speaker turned off with a crack, and The Rabbit left the room swiftly. He was glad that they had showed up. Every key counted.
The main room was decorated with old tapestries and decorative vases. There were a few bookshelves and tables in each corner. In the center of the room, there was a large marble staircase that led to a hallway, the one that The Rabbit had mentioned.
The hallway was lined with red and white striped wallpaper, and the marble from the staircase continued down the entire hall. A few gas lamps were laid out by each doorway. There were so many doors, a person could not count them alone, especially because the hall seemed to go on forever. The wallpaper seemed to even further suggest the illusion.
The speaker came on once more, but all that was heard was the crackling of the speaker.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Ignore any... odd sounds you may here. My staff are quite busy."
Quick Note:
The murderer has been chosen, I've PM'd them and they know who they are. Just so y'all know.
The murderer has been chosen, I've PM'd them and they know who they are. Just so y'all know.
As the guests began to put on their masks, the man known as The White Rabbit, watched from a high window. He had rules for them to follow and he'd be damned before he'd let them disobey. They were his guests, anyway. He watched their eyes the most. From how far he was, it was difficult to see whether or not they looked at one another, but he was determined to know. After everybody got there, he glanced at what they dropped into the box. He took close note of everything and everyone.
The city behind the cold window was huge. Smoke gradually puffed and floated into the air, and was sucked up like a little hurrican by the giant zeppelin that circled the city. The aircraft was there to ensure clean air. It sucked up pollution and acted like a sifter to sort out the harmful gas.
Huge gears spun on the side of buildings, usually powering an average-sized house with enough energy for daily use. Smoke was filtered out with a small tube that led into the ground. It all fed into some special buildings that purified it and released it again. Sometimes, for the truely despicable criminals, the criminal would be thrown into a small room. They would then filter in all the harmful gas, thus killing him/her or making them sick enough to die.
Everybody knew that The White Rabbit had delt with these kinds of things, the death penalty. He studied how the chemicals work in the body and how exactly they kill somebody. Time was his favorite part. The longer and more sufferable, the better. He was also associated with the dark parts of the city, the assassins for hire and thieves. It's thought that he spends more money on them, than his business.
Tonight, however, was different. The keys were his primary goal, and he was determined to get them. He would spend any amount of money, or blood for that matter, to get hold of them. Nobody knew what the keys were for but him, and the whole city knew he was looking for them. It was just a matter of getting them into his own hands.
The city behind the cold window was huge. Smoke gradually puffed and floated into the air, and was sucked up like a little hurrican by the giant zeppelin that circled the city. The aircraft was there to ensure clean air. It sucked up pollution and acted like a sifter to sort out the harmful gas.
Huge gears spun on the side of buildings, usually powering an average-sized house with enough energy for daily use. Smoke was filtered out with a small tube that led into the ground. It all fed into some special buildings that purified it and released it again. Sometimes, for the truely despicable criminals, the criminal would be thrown into a small room. They would then filter in all the harmful gas, thus killing him/her or making them sick enough to die.
Everybody knew that The White Rabbit had delt with these kinds of things, the death penalty. He studied how the chemicals work in the body and how exactly they kill somebody. Time was his favorite part. The longer and more sufferable, the better. He was also associated with the dark parts of the city, the assassins for hire and thieves. It's thought that he spends more money on them, than his business.
Tonight, however, was different. The keys were his primary goal, and he was determined to get them. He would spend any amount of money, or blood for that matter, to get hold of them. Nobody knew what the keys were for but him, and the whole city knew he was looking for them. It was just a matter of getting them into his own hands.
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You want them moved to the Characters tab?
That'd be helpful, but it's no big deal.
I'm working on the starting IC as we speak. Everybody who's posted a CS so far has been accepted.
Alright coolio, Y'all are accepted. I'll give it another day in case we've any more people wanting to join, and after that I'll get the IC running.
*Ignore this*
Ok, it's up. If you could, please put your CS's here, too. Thanks! roleplayerguild.com/topics/90934-a-ste..
A box lies before the door, with a note attatched to the side. You move a little closer to get a better look at what it says. You notice that the note is made of the same paper that your letter was written on. The note reads:
I see that you've made it to my little... gathering. I have a few things to ask of you before you enter. Do not worry, these tasks are simple. Security precautions, you see.
#1: Do not look at the faces of your fellow attendees. "Something" may happen to those who do, if you catch my drift.
#2: This box contains twelve masks, more than required, but I'm sure you'd like variety. Each of you will put one on. If anybody is missing, leave the mask, they may show up a little later than desired.
#3: Empty your pockets and put all objects inside the box. Besides your clothes, or course, the only things you may bring inside is your key.
Now that you've done that, welcome to my home. I shall be down in a few minutes, so please do get to know one another. Oh, that does remind me - do not give your true name away. Within each mask is a small note. That shall be your "code name" if you will.
Wait for me in the living room. It's the first door to your left.
I eagerly await to meet you all,
The White Rabbit
You abide by the letter's instructions and do not look at the people around you.
I see that you've made it to my little... gathering. I have a few things to ask of you before you enter. Do not worry, these tasks are simple. Security precautions, you see.
#1: Do not look at the faces of your fellow attendees. "Something" may happen to those who do, if you catch my drift.
#2: This box contains twelve masks, more than required, but I'm sure you'd like variety. Each of you will put one on. If anybody is missing, leave the mask, they may show up a little later than desired.
#3: Empty your pockets and put all objects inside the box. Besides your clothes, or course, the only things you may bring inside is your key.
Now that you've done that, welcome to my home. I shall be down in a few minutes, so please do get to know one another. Oh, that does remind me - do not give your true name away. Within each mask is a small note. That shall be your "code name" if you will.
Wait for me in the living room. It's the first door to your left.
I eagerly await to meet you all,
The White Rabbit
You abide by the letter's instructions and do not look at the people around you.
Sure thing, BreakingMe.
In a few minutes I'll move this, I'll leave the link in a moment.
In a few minutes I'll move this, I'll leave the link in a moment.
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