The Hotel was Built in 1817 for a very large wealthy family, that mysteriously all died within ten years, later on it came to the hands of a young couple who decided it would make a fine place to make a inn type of place, and let people stay in the rooms, because of how large it was, it was way too big for just them, as time went on, they hired a wonderful attendant Elizabeth Bathory and a bell boy of the name of Lucius Daniels who both became great workers and the couple took them in like they were there own children, because never had there own, when they passed away they left the hotel to the two of them to run and take care of, and It's slowly passed down the two family's ever since, never really joining but sticking as close friends almost like relatives until the last two, who fell for each other and got married, and have just recently inherited the Hotel from there parents who have just recently passed away.
Or at least thats what the public have been led to believe...
House Rules:
1. Respect the Lord and Lady of the house.(Or Else they do have tempers)
2. Wipe Your Feet. (The Maids have enough work)
3. Respect Other Guests. (This Means No unexplainable Deaths)
4. Try to keep the noise level down after 9PM (The creatures tend to get quite, uhhh, annoyed when woken up late at night.)
Brains Change Result « Result #1 on Mar 12, 2009, 1:11am »
Three women are out shopping at an antique shop. They stumble upon an unusual lamp. A voice heard from a genie within the lamp begs to be set free in return for granting each of them a wish.
Now one of the women just doesn't believe it, and says: "Ok, if you can really grant wishes, than double my I.Q." The genie says: "Done." Suddenly, the woman starts reciting Shakespeare flawlessly and analysing it with extreme insight.
The second woman is so amazed she says to the genie : "Triple my I.Q." The genie says: "Done." The woman starts to spout out all the mathematical solutions to problems that have been stumping all the scientists of varying fields: physics, chemistry, etc.
The last woman is so enthralled with the changes in her friends, that she says to the genie: "Quintiple my I.Q." The genie looks at her and says: "You know, I normally don't try to change people's minds when they make a wish, but I really wish you'd reconsider." The woman says: "Nope, I want you to increase my I.Q. times five, and if you don't do it, I won't set you free." "Please," says the genie "You don't know what you're asking...it'll change your entire view on the universe...won't you ask for something else...a million dollars, anything?" But no matter what the genie said, the woman insisted on having her I.Q. increased by five times it's usual power. So the genie sighed and said: "Done."
Under The Table « Result #2 on Mar 12, 2009, 1:09am »
Two couples were playing cards. Jeff accidentally dropped some cards on the floor. When he bent down under the table to pick them up, he noticed that Dave's wife, Sandy, was not wearing any underwear! Shocked by this, Jeff hit his head on the table and emerged red-faced.
Later when Jeff went to the kitchen to get some refreshments Sandy followed him and asked, "Did you see anything under the table that you liked?" Jeff admitted, "Well, yes I did." She said "you can have it, but it will cost you $100."
After a minute or two, Jeff indicates that he is interested. She tells him that since Dave works Friday afternoons and Jeff doesn't, that Jeff should come to their house around 2:00 PM on Friday.
Friday came and Jeff went to her house at 2:00 PM. After paying her the $100, they went to the bedroom, had sex for a few hours and then Jeff left.
Dave came home about 6:00 PM and asked his wife, "Did Jeff come by this afternoon?" Totally shocked, Sandy replied, "Yes, he did stop by for a few minutes." Next Dave asked, "Did Jeff give you $100?" Sandy thought, 'Oh hell, he knows!' Reluctantly she said, "Yes, he did give me $100."
"Good," Dave says. "Jeff came by the office this morning and borrowed the $100 from me and said that he'd stop by our house on his way home and pay me back. It's so good to have a friend you can trust."
Watching Me Go « Result #3 on Feb 24, 2009, 12:53am »
The crayoned picture shows a first-grade boy with shoebox arms, stovepipe legs and tears squirting like melon seeds.wow power leveling, The carefully printed caption reads, "I am so sad." It is my son Brendan's drawing-journal entry for September 19. Brendan cried his first day of school, dissolving at his classroom door like a human bouillon cube. wow power leveling,The classroom jiggled with small faces, wet-combed hair, white Nikes and new backpacks. Something furry scuttled around in a big wire cage. Garden flowers rested on Mrs. Phillips's desk. Mrs. Phillips has halo status at our school. She is a kind, soft-spoken master of the six-year-old mind. But even she could not coax Brendan to a seat. Most kids sat eagerly awaiting thingy and Jane and two plus two. Not my Brendan. His eyes streamed, his nose ran and he clung to me like a snail on a strawberry. I plucked him off and escaped. It wasn't that Brendan didn't like school. He was the kid at the preschool Christmas concert who knew everyone's part and who performed "Jingle Bells" with operatic passion. Brendan just didn't like being apart from me. wow power leveling,We'd had some good times, he and I, in those preschool years. We played at the pool. We skated on quiet morning ice. We sampled half the treat tray at weekly neighbourhood coffee parties. Our time together wasn't exactly material for a picture book, but it was time together. And time moves differently for a child. Now in Grade 1, Brendan was faced with five hours of wondering what I was doing with my day. wow gold,Brendan always came home for lunch, the only one of his class not to eat at his desk. But once home, fed and hugged, a far-away look of longing would crease his gentle brow--he wanted to go back to school to play! So I walked him back, waited with him until he spotted someone he knew, then left. He told me once that he watched me until he couldn't see me anymore, so I always walked fast and never looked back. One day when I took Brendan back after lunch, he spied a friend, kissed me goodbye, and scampered right off. I went, feeling pleased for him, celebrating his new independence, his entry into the first-grade social loop. And I felt pleased for myself, a sense of well-being and accomplishment that I, too, had entered the mystic circle of parents whose children separated easily.
Then--I don't know why--I glanced back. And there he was.wow gold, The playground buzzed all around him, kids everywhere, and he stood, his chin tucked close, his body held small, his face intent but not sad, blowing me kisses. So brave, so unashamed, so completely loving, Brendan was watching me go.
No book on mothering could have prepared me for that quick, raw glimpse into my child's soul. My mind leaped 15 years ahead to him packing boxes and his dog grown old and him saying, "Dry up, Mom. It's not like I'm leaving the country." In my mind I tore up the card every mother signs saying she'll let her child go when he's ready. I looked
at my Brendan, wow gold,his shirt tucked in, every button done up, his toes just turned in a bit, and I though, "OK, you're six for me forever. Just try to grow up, I dare you." With a smile I had to really dig for, I blew him a kiss, turned and walked away.
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Asahria Ryek « Result #4 on Sept 15, 2007, 11:42am »
Name:Asahria Ryek Nickname: Ria
Age:21
Job:Maid
Personality: Asahria used to be a well spoken person always willing to throw out her words at any passerby. Ever since she began work at the manor though her attitudes changed some. She has fallen into a more timid demeanor she knos not if it is the strange qualities of those she works with or her fear of them. The fear of those in the manor.
She can have fairly outspoken moments and even though she does not mean to try peoples patience she is often doing it. She hates to be proved wrong and she will strongly argue a point if she feels it's needed. Otherwise she is a shy timid girl one you might expect to find hidden in the corner of the room escaping life. She is fearful of love and she tends to shy away from the offers which the men extend her. It would take much persuasion on their part to gain her heart.
Appearance: Asahria stands just average for her age at five foot six with a skin tone which yearly resembles a fair tan, which often darkens in the summer months. Asahria has a strongly athletic build, she likes to be in shape .Her muscles are fairly toned, but nothing out of the ordinary. She is very slim and tall.
Her skin is naturally msooth with a gentle complexion and smooth features. She has hair which hangs steel gray eyes and slim pale lips which stand out against her skin tone. On the bottom of her left jaw there is a scar from an unfortunate accident as a child. Overall she is an elegant girl when it comes to looks.
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History: Asahria grew up in the small town surrounding the manor with her grandmother. About five years after her birthing there was an unfortunate case in which her father had been murdered. The case had never been discovered and the murderer never found, but it had led her mother into a deep depression. It became the cause of her scar it was the first of her mothers suicide attempts though Asahria never realised. Her mother had a knife in hand and Asahria had intervened shocking her mother, that was when she slashed the girl across the chin accidentaly.
Her mother took them to her grandmothers to take residence in her home near the small manor. Her mother had sought solace but still found no comfort and had committed her suicide she hung from her grandmother spare bedroom. To that day Asahria still will not enter the room.
Many years passed and Ria stayed in the small town with her grandmother barely even able to scrape a living. There were rumors of odd bout's in the town, such as those who rarely aged. Over the years there scrapings fell slimmer as her grandmother could not work. Her grandmother sought her a position as a maid at the manor. Though she feared the job she took t so they might be able to survive on the wages, but Asahria's outgoing mood has gone timid, the girl has changed since she arrived there. DO NOT ERASE THIS SECTION BELOW. APPLICATIONS WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED WITHOUT IT.
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Blue water, not yellow brick, surrounds the Emerald City of Seattle. Cupped between the jagged Olympic Mountains to the west and the volcanic peaks of the Cascade Range to the east, the city sits on a narrow strip of land between Puget Sound and the 18-mile-long Lake Washington. Just north of down town these bodies are united by a system of locks and a ships canal feeding into Lake Union, which bisects the city. Frequent rains and mists keep the surroundings cleaner and greener than most other cities of similar size.
Seattle is beautiful to say the least, the trees are always lush and the ocean that surrounds the city are always blue, along with the Lakes, Seattle is a beautiful place to live and you’ll love it here. Come and see the Space Needle everyday outside your window it’ll take your breath away the views of this gorgeous city, Seattle isn’t only green lush trees it’s also known for it’s grunge scene back in the day, Seattle is where grunge pioneers like Nirvana and the Gits this was the city that they started off their careers in, I mean that’s pretty cool Mia Zapata was the like the first female grunge singer, she was amazing at it too and Seattle was also the place where her life was tragically cut short.
Seattle isn’t only known for its grunge scene back in the day, it’s also known for having a great college called Seattle University, Seattle U has a great Photography coarse and it’s basically a really great college if you into the arts, but that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t have courses for you to become things like nurses and that type of stuff, because it does quite good ones in fact. The shopping in Seattle is nothing to sneeze at it’s got store like BCBG, H&M, Chanel, Chloe, Betsy Johnson, basically stores that could make most drown in a pool of their own drool haha. Also you’ll have great job opportunities, but be warned it’s not a warm and fuzzy climb to the top, it’s just as ruthless and back stabbing as it is in any major city and if you break down and cry or whatever your boss will most likely fire you because they think you can’t handle your job. So don’t get the very wrong idea that this is a small town in Wyoming, it’s big and its hard, it’s cloudy and gloomy and the suicide rate is like higher than other cities out there which is why Seattle was dubbed The City Of Suicides, but it’s still one of the best places to live in the world and hey it can’t rain all the time. I can assure you that you’ll have the time of your life in the Emerald City.
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Jason Malek's Bio « Result #6 on Aug 29, 2007, 11:27am »
Name: Jason Malek Age: 34 Height: 6'3"
Personality: Doesn't take any crap from people, slightly impatient, and enjoys using force whenever necessary and sometimes when not. In his off time he cleans his guns repeatedly just hoping to get to use one, drinks rather heavily and watches NBA, and college basketball on tv.
History: Jason was born and raised in Detroit, he came from a less then fortunate family money wise and his father was an ex marine, and a heavy drunk. He played basketball all though high school and could have easily gotten a scholarship to most any college, but his grades weren't bad so he decided he go to college later if he wanted to, and decided to do the only thing he could think of to make his dad proud of him. He joined the marines at 17 leaving his fiancee to wait for him with the promise he would marry her as soon as he got out of the service. He excelled through out his training and was put in for sniper/ scout school. after 2 years in active duty and a shameless record he put in for special forces and ended up in the black ops. You know the guys that don't really exist that when some leader of a foreign country ends up dead in the middle of the night or some building blows up, and no one knows anything about there, the ones responsible. He remained in the black ops for 12 years, until in the same week he got a letter from his fiancee who he still hadn't married that she was leaving him for another man, and a notice from the government that his parents had been mugged and killed on there way out of an AA meeting which his dad had been attending for several years and was doing exceptionally well. They got the guy who did it but he cut a deal to rat out a couple dozen buddies and was gonna get probation and a 10 year suspended sentence. No jail time. No jail time for killing his parents, his fiancee leaving him he could understand he was even prepared for, but his parents getting murdered and the killer doing no jail time just put him over the edge. Within 3 weeks Jason had retired from the army, his parents killer, and exfiancees thingy of a boyfreind mysteriously ended up dead with no evidence pointing to anyone inparticular, and Jason had seemingly dropped off the face of the earth, but in reality he had just moved to the smallest most secluded place he could find, Milford. Where his military record, obvious competence with guns and a slightly scary demeanor got him the sheriffs job in no time.
Re: New Arrival « Result #7 on Aug 28, 2007, 12:17pm »
Jack smirked at the girl when she said that she was to old for him. "For some reason I highly doubt that you are older than me. As for you not being hungry, it really doesn't matter. My blood regenerates itself pretty quickly. If it didn't I'm sure I would not be standing here." Jacks thumb and index finger turned into large tweezers, and he used them to pull the bullet out of his shoulder. He tossed the bullet into the waste basket as he walked around the desk to stand next to the girl.
"Also remember age has no meaning for immortals such as us. We do not age we only grow wiser." Jack took off his jacket and his white shirt with a blood stain off and put them on the desk. He had a very toned body, and it looked as if he had absolutely no body fat. He turned his wounded shoulder to her as blood dripped down his chest. If she were to taste it she would find that his blood was old very old. "If you guys need some one to guard the hotel I am more than willing. It will take much more than a mortal with a rifle to get past me."
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Re: New Arrival « Result #8 on Aug 27, 2007, 10:23am »
Isabella watched in not much surprise as his eyes changed colors, she blinked her very own bright blue eyes lightly waiting for a responce, she twitched her nose some thing was going on. "A room? I wish that was all I needed. I also need a job." he spoke and she looked down at her agenda book she had all of Lady's major appointments in there so she could make appointments for times like these. "I could also use some company." Ellie smirked down at her book for a minute and then picked up her head to look at him. "I'm sorry, but way too old for you, it should be illegal" she said her smirk staying on her face.
Ellie's eyes once again drifted down to the book in front of her looking over the next day schedule when he spoke again. "I'm Jack Pitch." he spoke and she felt it, not only that but smelt it, and she clinched her eyes shut for a short minute, gaining control, she sighed. "I could also use a little medical attention. One of your neighbors caught a glimpse of my eyes before I changed them and started shooting at me. I had almost forgotten." She slowly shook her head pulling out the blood red tool box from under the desk.
Ellie then stood up. "come on around, its a good thing I'm not hungry, or I wouldn't have to worry about making you an appointment." she said the last part mostly to her self and she sort of walked to the edge of the desk to help if needed, cause it looked as if he was bleeding fast enough to loose allot of blood. "This is the second creature today the Sheriff has shot at from his back yard, he keeps calling the intruders raccoons, Friday he shot Ms. Mugsey but was that a mess, the immature brat behind the counter about attacked her, he's now on suspension, and confined to his room." she spoke fluidly, it took quit allot of a challenge to ignore the urge.
Re: New Arrival « Result #9 on Aug 27, 2007, 10:07am »
Jack grinned widely seing the girls fangs. He knew he would be safe in this place. He closed his eyes. When he reopened them his eyes were yellow with slits for pupils like cats eyes. "A room? I wish that was all I needed. I also need a job." Jack looked the girl over. "I could also use some company he said with a smirk." He was a very out going person, and he loved women.
Jack leaned on the counter thinking about how beautiful the girl in front of him was. 'I can deffinately get used to this place.' he thought. "I'm Jack Pitch." He held out his hand to her but as he did so blood dripped from his finger tips onto the counter. His hand was covered in blood. Jack seemed a bit surprised to see the blood, but there were no signs of worry in his face. "Oh yeah thats right." Jack pulled his jacket to the side revealing a bullet wound to his shoulder. "I could also use a little medical attention. One of your neighbors caught a glimpse of my eyes before I changed them and started shooting at me. I had almost forgotten."
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Re: New Arrival « Result #10 on Aug 27, 2007, 9:45am »
the rain pounded on the outside roof, as Isabella sat starring off at an really old novel by some one who had been dead for awhile, and she had read a million and two times and could probably recite the whole thing out loud if she wanted to, it was a boring night with was unusual, as the pounding got harder outside, most of the guests where in there rooms by now, and her shift change was not coming fast enough.
Ellie's feet rested on the lower desk part of the two tone surfaced area, as she leaned back in her desk chair, it was one of things she had requested, from the contract of forever, as the door make a click and the bell rang very soft in the air, she pushed her feet off the desk and sat up straight to see the figure dawned in a leather jacket, as he floated towards her, she watched him give her a warm smile and she politely returned the gesture, trying real hard not to show her own teeth.
Ellie appeared to be the Age of Nineteen but was really close to Thirty, she had come to Lady for a place to stay a couple years after being bitten and has worked the desk for her since, her blue eyes traced the face of the stranger for a moment until he spoke. "I was told this place houses people like myself." she flashed him another smile her pointy sharp vampiress teeth flashed in the light of the lobby. "You can bet on it, would you like a room?" her voice was soft and sweet.
Ellie's Blond hair bounced as she nodded up in its pony tail, it was curly today, she did different things each day she never seamed to look the same two days in a row, her dark green tank top showed just how pale she really was, under the lights, she almost ghostly if she moved in a certain direction, as she gracefully slide the romantic novel in her hand under the part of the desk he couldn't see, hoping he had not seen it at all.
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