2008, Dracula's Castle.
Viktor von Gesner made the appropriate introduction, Maxwell was quite fascinated by his heightened behavior and presence. There was a certain mystery surrounding Viktor's praying eyes, but it was soon dismissed and vanished by his eloquent accent when he asked about Maxwell's interest in the castle. Maxwell was sitting comfortably at the couch, he was at ease with the wine in his hand, sitting in the presence of extraordinary and tasteful men. Before Maxwell could answer, Lord Dracula interrupted and looked Maxwell in the eyes as he spoke.
"Mr. Thiddlestone- Maxwell at his request- is an aspiring student, an architect," the Lord said as he his eyes was studying the inches of Maxwell's face, "He makes for a perfect individual don't you think?" He raised his glass then drank gently from it.
"Thanks for the hospitality Lord Dracula, and please, I'm nothing too special or perfect, just an aspiring architect with a taste for the fine." Maxwell giggled lightly, the fireplace was silent, but unerringly warm. Viktor was quite the intimidating figure as much as he was interesting, but soon enough Maxwell would meet yet another of the castle's residence as Lord Dracula coughed lightly and gestured for the woman standing outside to come into the study.
A remarkably drawn and shaped woman walked in, she had a certain sense of mystery about her as well, nothing the eyes of Maxwell have ever seen. Lord Dracula rubbed her back as he gently pushed her into Maxwell's view.
"Oh, Maxwell, I am proud to introduce you Renee, Renee Miller my dear," Lord Dracula smiled, "This is our honorable guest, Mr. Maxwell Thiddlestone, an architect."
Maxwell left his drink on the couch table and sprang up, fixing the lapels of his jacket then proceeding to shoot his arm with an open palm to greet Ms. Miller. \
"A pleasure Ms. Miller."
November 2014, Thiddlestone Gallery, Florence, Italy.
It has been years since that fateful night that forever changed Maxwell, he is now attending his own art gallery and architecture profile showcase. It was a bust couple of days filled with various chats with Europe's most important figures in arts and other areas, soft dining and flirting with naive but horribly rich women. Maxwell could barely hold himself when some pale women presented themselves, the veins in their necks was all he could hear, feel, see and desire. But nonetheless Lord Dracula's instructions were quite clear about the few matters that mattered.
"Don't make a scene." He would always say back in the days when Maxwell was a usual resident at the castle. He had learned a lot since that night back in the fall of 2008, a lot about the hidden world of blood sucking aristocrats and classes.
After his gallery, Maxwell went back to his hotel for a rest, it has been quite the bust week. He checked his phone and found a couple of messages from Viktor and Renee, he left them unread as he sunk into his bed and emulated being tired, the woman beside him would have to be convinced that he is still a living, breathing human being that could tire and yearn for a stretch. The lights went off as he cuddled with the nameless beauty, he would have a flight to catch in ten hours, back home. Romania.
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I am so sorry, should have told you people I was off unable to post, busy days at college. Anyway I will have a post up soon today to advance the story!!
I will have a post up in 24 hours, should be lengthy as it will include multiple timelines.
@Strawberry first of all I am sorry to hear what you are going through and I hope you can get through it well, hoping for the best, and of course our personal lives are the priority so I understand.That aside I am more than glad you were able to come up with such a great post.
I am not complimenting, I really liked that post, the multiple parts from various times and the depth of characterization is extremely interesting and grasped my full attention. The mood in your, and Ghost shadow's post is exactly the kind of mood I pictured when I created this RP, I am glad we are going at this pace,
speaking of pace, I like it this way, longer posts and not daily ones. This way the four of us can write up great posts and the kinda slow pace gives everyone the chance to read and enjoy and then have time to write, void of pressure.
And btw I don't mind long posts at all, don't limit your creative output, if you think it is great just write it down, I believe the four of us here are excited to read up. I don't want this RP to have a strong momentum that will be eventually lost like most RPs, so a slow but steady pace is good.
Now as for Jane, I think 12 is an optimum age for her character, and in our story I think we will have her turned around 17 or 16.
I should have a post up in a day or two, will be kinda lengthy but I promise good read ^^
cheers all!
I am not complimenting, I really liked that post, the multiple parts from various times and the depth of characterization is extremely interesting and grasped my full attention. The mood in your, and Ghost shadow's post is exactly the kind of mood I pictured when I created this RP, I am glad we are going at this pace,
speaking of pace, I like it this way, longer posts and not daily ones. This way the four of us can write up great posts and the kinda slow pace gives everyone the chance to read and enjoy and then have time to write, void of pressure.
And btw I don't mind long posts at all, don't limit your creative output, if you think it is great just write it down, I believe the four of us here are excited to read up. I don't want this RP to have a strong momentum that will be eventually lost like most RPs, so a slow but steady pace is good.
Now as for Jane, I think 12 is an optimum age for her character, and in our story I think we will have her turned around 17 or 16.
I should have a post up in a day or two, will be kinda lengthy but I promise good read ^^
cheers all!
Guys I will skip to evening, I hope those that haven't posted yet to do so soon, it's been a week now.
@Ghost great post mate, looks good.
@Strawberry Alright np.
@Esme Personally I am planning to have at least two more posts before brining my character into present day, it is up to you if you want to reveal much now or just begin.
But since Cornelia is being adopted in the present time, a little of both is preferred, flashbacks and present day.
@Strawberry Alright np.
@Esme Personally I am planning to have at least two more posts before brining my character into present day, it is up to you if you want to reveal much now or just begin.
But since Cornelia is being adopted in the present time, a little of both is preferred, flashbacks and present day.
Would definitely prefer a trail so going for 2nd option too
Ghost Shadow said
I most likely won't be able to get a post up until tomorrow, as I have an overnight camping trip tonight. But I'll try and keep an eye on things until I get back - which should be late morning to early afternoon tomorrow :)
No worries, have fun!
So I have posted, we may now start, please note that my first IC is a FLASHBACK, so none of it takes in the present time yet. I personally favored a couple flashback posts before starting the present time.
Ghost Shadow you don't have to post a flashback if you don't want to, you can only reply to mine and then carry on to tell Viktor's story in the present time, whatever suits you and your creative needs.
As for the rest you are all free to post in Flashbacks or of the current time, or a little bit of both, all up to you.
But to make things clear, let me set up the present time:
Dracula haven't been seen since 3 days, he is probably in his dungeon. It is November 13 now, 2014.
Maxwell isn't in the castle, he has been away since 2011. He will be arriving later on tonight.
Ghost Shadow you don't have to post a flashback if you don't want to, you can only reply to mine and then carry on to tell Viktor's story in the present time, whatever suits you and your creative needs.
As for the rest you are all free to post in Flashbacks or of the current time, or a little bit of both, all up to you.
But to make things clear, let me set up the present time:
Dracula haven't been seen since 3 days, he is probably in his dungeon. It is November 13 now, 2014.
Maxwell isn't in the castle, he has been away since 2011. He will be arriving later on tonight.
Maxwell Thiddlestone was an aspiring Architecture student studying in London, born and raised in New England back in the United States. He had had the best four years of his educational and artistic experience . During his final year in the autumn of 2008, Maxwell decided to visit Romania as part of his graduation project. He was quite interested in the gothic and old classical architecture in the counties and villages there. He ended his tour of Romania by visiting Transylvania, there he took quite an interest in the majestic yet horrific castle of a local nobleman, Lord Dracula.
He'd hear of the rumors surrounding the castle's inhabitant, words of unholy creatures and happenings, demons and the vile. Maxwell being the sensitive person to the fine and the art he didn't fully dismiss those rumors and instead his interest flourished and grew to include the Lord Dracula himself, and set out to visit the castle that night.
The way up to the castle was rather spooky, extremely understating it by saying spooky, but it was. Dreadful way up to the castle, dark and damp, foggy on the occasion. When Maxwell reached the front door, he inspected the impressionable design of the porch and the looked up to see towers protruding from the castle, some lit. He held the cold door knocker, a ghoul was decorating it, he let off a few thuds and the knocking was echoed inside. He could hear muffled movement towards the door.
He swallowed his breath, a bit intimidated, a bit excited expecting a grim and monstrous being to jump out of the door, Instead the door was open gently by the most aristocratic looking fine gentleman.
Lord Dracula.
"Evening there," The lord uttered with the most sophisticated manner and eloquent eastern European accent. He was in a dark vest, black pants and linen white shirt. His hair very tidy, his eyes glowing. He looked quite old, but never tarnishes by age, he was at his peak of elegance and beautiful presence.
"Evening, you must be Lord Dracula." Maxwell hesitantly said, then he remembered the reason he was here, his interest, he stood his ground and solidified his attitude, "I'm Maxwell, Maxwell Thiddlestone." He slowly extended his arm to shake the Lord's. He was shaken back, gently.
"How can I help you Mr. Thiddlestone?" Dracula asked, now the door fully open, Maxwell could see the well decorated interior, it was the entrance hall, but it was grand, "Please come in, you must be freezing out here." Dracula stood aside and gestured Maxwell to walk in.
At first he was hesitant again, but the sight of the beautiful architecture inside strengthened his vigor, he walked in, the castle door was shut with a Bang. Maxwell slowly walked through the hall, inspecting the archeticure, the ornato here and there, up on the high ceilings and on the pillars and multi-layered walls. Dracula finally led Maxwell to a large chamber, it looked like a study. Fireplace, cozy carpet and a huge cherry wood desk, bookcases covering the walls.
"Please sit Mr.Thiddlestone, some wine?"
Maxwell nodded, his head checking the room, "Yes please, and call me Maxwell, Max if you dare. I don't deserve the whole Mr. Address. Just a student Lord Dracula."
"Maxwell is fine, so what kind of student?" Dracula served Maxwell a glass of red wine then stood opposite of him by the fireplace, Maxwell drinking, sitting on the couch.
"Architecture, that's why I am here."
"Interesting, I fancy myself am artist, perhaps we two share the same interest and taste in things," Lord Dracula said, his eyes glowing sharply.
"I certainly hope so, it would make for a pleasurable encounter."
They both respectfully raised their glasses.
Suddenly another man walked into the study unannounced, he was too dressed quite well. Seems the three of them shared quite the exquisite taste in clothing. Dracula smiled and turned Maxwell's attention to the man at the study's door.
"Maxwell, This is Viktor. Viktor meet our honorable guest, Mr. Maxwell Thiddlestone."
He'd hear of the rumors surrounding the castle's inhabitant, words of unholy creatures and happenings, demons and the vile. Maxwell being the sensitive person to the fine and the art he didn't fully dismiss those rumors and instead his interest flourished and grew to include the Lord Dracula himself, and set out to visit the castle that night.
The way up to the castle was rather spooky, extremely understating it by saying spooky, but it was. Dreadful way up to the castle, dark and damp, foggy on the occasion. When Maxwell reached the front door, he inspected the impressionable design of the porch and the looked up to see towers protruding from the castle, some lit. He held the cold door knocker, a ghoul was decorating it, he let off a few thuds and the knocking was echoed inside. He could hear muffled movement towards the door.
He swallowed his breath, a bit intimidated, a bit excited expecting a grim and monstrous being to jump out of the door, Instead the door was open gently by the most aristocratic looking fine gentleman.
Lord Dracula.
"Evening there," The lord uttered with the most sophisticated manner and eloquent eastern European accent. He was in a dark vest, black pants and linen white shirt. His hair very tidy, his eyes glowing. He looked quite old, but never tarnishes by age, he was at his peak of elegance and beautiful presence.
"Evening, you must be Lord Dracula." Maxwell hesitantly said, then he remembered the reason he was here, his interest, he stood his ground and solidified his attitude, "I'm Maxwell, Maxwell Thiddlestone." He slowly extended his arm to shake the Lord's. He was shaken back, gently.
"How can I help you Mr. Thiddlestone?" Dracula asked, now the door fully open, Maxwell could see the well decorated interior, it was the entrance hall, but it was grand, "Please come in, you must be freezing out here." Dracula stood aside and gestured Maxwell to walk in.
At first he was hesitant again, but the sight of the beautiful architecture inside strengthened his vigor, he walked in, the castle door was shut with a Bang. Maxwell slowly walked through the hall, inspecting the archeticure, the ornato here and there, up on the high ceilings and on the pillars and multi-layered walls. Dracula finally led Maxwell to a large chamber, it looked like a study. Fireplace, cozy carpet and a huge cherry wood desk, bookcases covering the walls.
"Please sit Mr.Thiddlestone, some wine?"
Maxwell nodded, his head checking the room, "Yes please, and call me Maxwell, Max if you dare. I don't deserve the whole Mr. Address. Just a student Lord Dracula."
"Maxwell is fine, so what kind of student?" Dracula served Maxwell a glass of red wine then stood opposite of him by the fireplace, Maxwell drinking, sitting on the couch.
"Architecture, that's why I am here."
"Interesting, I fancy myself am artist, perhaps we two share the same interest and taste in things," Lord Dracula said, his eyes glowing sharply.
"I certainly hope so, it would make for a pleasurable encounter."
They both respectfully raised their glasses.
Suddenly another man walked into the study unannounced, he was too dressed quite well. Seems the three of them shared quite the exquisite taste in clothing. Dracula smiled and turned Maxwell's attention to the man at the study's door.
"Maxwell, This is Viktor. Viktor meet our honorable guest, Mr. Maxwell Thiddlestone."
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