Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

[Rexton Grey]

Albrec Corley
Position: Butler | Species: Animate Armor | Location: Entryway | Tagged: Stella

Albrec didn't quite startle, because that would imply some kind of small involuntary motion and he had already learned his lesson when it came to not watching his movements near priceless antiques. He did, however, completely freeze up. For a heartbeat, then two, the suit of armor seemed almost as inanimate as a mundane one, albeit one propped up to be leaning over a table with a feather duster lightly held in one plated gauntlet. He recovered well enough, however, in taking a small step back from the decorative vases and turning on one metal heel. The red knight straightened up, inspecting the sudden arrival.

No specific uniform, which while not specifically precluding this woman from being a member of the staff did hint rather strongly otherwise. He was an exception, of course, considering that his armor and clothing was quite literally his body. No particular resemblance to the portraits of the Stokers he had seen around and about, who he had been sworn into the service of, but he had yet to meet them all and learn their faces. She did seem to have an aura of assurance, as though knowing that she belonged here, and as she had arrived to the foyer from deeper in the manor he was inclined to believe that this was someone he should know. Well, when in doubt...

Albrec dipped into a low, formal bow, held it for a moment or two, and then straightened. "I am but a humble butler, madam, and a recently hired one at that, else I might show better manners by addressing the lady with her name and title. I would beg forgiveness for my ignorance." Piece said, the false knight firmly clasped his hands behind his metal-stiff back, going so still that once again one might mistake him for one of the many decorations about the manor. The motion had the added benefit of removing the feather duster from this stranger's view, not that Albrec had left any evidence of his near-miss with the vase in any case.

[~ moth ~]

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[centuries old] [male] [shifter] [demisexual] [stable hand] [location ,, kitchen] [crush ,, tentatively open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, mikayla ,, deirdre ,, mikazuki]
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A new chef? I’m sure the extra hands will help relieve some of the work. he commented, smiling as mikazuki found her way over to him. He gently hugged her as she wrapped her arms around him. today's breakfast sounds, and smells, quite delicious. whatever deirdre made always turned out to be very good. With or without gravy he knew the biscuits would taste good. The wafting smells did cause him to feel a tad bit hungry. As mikazuki let him out of her hold and pulled up a stool to listen to the story charlie shifted into an orange tabby cat. He sat down on the ground and wrapped his tail around himself. Much like any real cat would do charlie began to groom his chest, ready to hear the recounting of his and mikayla's morning. i have to agree with miss mikazuki, i would love to hear you tell the story for a change miss mikayla. his green cat eyes flicked up to look at mikayla, seeming to smile since he couldn’t as a cat.






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[twenty two] [female] [human] [bisexual] [townsfolk] [location ,, town] [crush ,, open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, mishka ,, nikolai]
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Hearing another voice pop into the conversation inquiring about a hardware store wendy turned to him. Immediately spike perked up again and trotted up to the man, seeming to forget about mishka already. Wendy swore that the dog had adhd, although she wasn’t sure if that was at all possible. The pit-bull began to sniff at the man's shoes, probably expecting another treat from a stranger. Wendy didn’t know of any nearby hardware store, at least nothing like home-depo,. If wendy needed to do anything like yard work she typically had everything she needed in a shed in her backyard. But she didn’t do a lot of landscaping as it was so everything mostly sat unused. i could probably lend you some stuff if you really need it … what’s your name? she offered with a smile, gently tugging on spikes leash to pull back from the man. Then the two men began to speak in another language and wendy was lost. Her eyes flicked from the stranger to mishka as they started to go back and forth in what she assumed was russain. From her pocket wendy grabbed a packet of gum. She pulled out a piece, unwrapped it, and popped it in her mouth. Then she held out the packet to the two men, offering them a piece. She knew that highschool gum was a prized possession and that carried over into the adult life, so she didn’t mind giving others some gum.




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[eighteen] [female] [vampire angel hybrid] [guest] [pansexual] [location ,, manor foyer] [crush ,, open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, albrec]
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A confused look crossed over the young vampires face as the suit of armor seemed to become inanimate. Her blue eyes flicked up and down the frozen object and she started to step toward the strange thing. Stella wasn’t exactly what it was, a person or enchanted object, but so far it was the most interesting thing she had come across in the manor and it piqued her curiosity. As she took a few small steps toward the armor it seemed to come back to life. That is to say if it is a living being. She watched it turn around and face, and even though she didn’t see its eyes, she could feel it looking at her. The it bowed at her and spoke, an almost metallic but human voice resonating from within the armor. Listening to it, or rather he since the voice suggested male, speak she cocked an eyebrow. Taking a few more steps toward the armor stella looked him over. He certainly was an interesting character, probably the most curious one she’s seen yet. Covered from head to toe in medieval attire, with a feather duster in hand, she wondered how old he was. Certainly he came from long ago when knights in shining armor were a thing. He must of been centuries old. However what he said made her quietly chuckle. Why was everyone in the building so formal? The way he called her madam and lady was unusual to the vampire. In all honesty she wasn’t a fan of the titles. the name is stella, i’m just a guest in this place, and there is no need to call me madam or lady. I don’t like it. Too formal for my taste. her tone was blunt and unamused, bored even. but that wasn’t what i was askin. Don’t care that you’re a butler, that was pretty clear while you were dustin this pricey stuff. I want to know what you are. Some enchanted armor or a person in armor? stella inquired.




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[seventy ,, looks twenty-ish] [male] [spirit] [demi-pansexual] [homeless] [location ,, lecks forest] [crush ,, tentatively open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, katheryne]
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Turning around evan walked out of the front door, leaving it open to give the house a lightsource for now, and headed down the porch steps. Making his way around the house and through the overgrown grass evan found the generator where he last remembered it being, although now it was covered in greenery and cobwebs. Unable to move the greenery evan had to guess where the starter was, which was a little tough since he’s never actually used the generator himself. Running his hand through the overgrown plants and over the generator he came across a button. With a shrug he pushed it. For a moment nothing happened, but then the old generator rumbled to life. Stepping away from the generator evan returned to the house. Upon entering he found katheryn looking at the pictures hanging along the wall. From the doorway he took a look at the old pictures himself. i’ll take those down if you want, so you have room to hang other things to make the place feel more … homey. he stated before flicking the lightswitch up, the lights in the room flickering for a moment before turning fully on. Looking over the room evans eyes landed on the red sofa in the center. Then they moved to movement over by the bookshelf. Asleep on the lowest shelf was a little kitten. there’s the pest control he gestured to the kitten on the shelf. Hopefully she liked cats and wasn’t allergic else there would be a problem. Opening the curtains the sunlight filtered into the room. With the room illuminated and everything looked a little more cheerful. i doubt there’s any edible food in the house beside some canned food.

[Bamf]

{

Nikolai | ♂ | Water Spirit
Gardener | Town
Mishka + Wendy

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Nikolai was so bewildered by the sudden development of another kinsmen he'd completely zoned out. "I-oh, Nikolai, thanks." he took the stick of gum and popped it in his mouth. "I hate to be a pest but if you happen to have some spare seeds or even a bush I could take a cutting of it would be greatly appreciated. " Nix rubbed his neck idlely.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; psychopath I & II
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"Well look at it this way: at least I still have manners when it comes to guests. First of all little boy, you shouldn't really be here unless you have an appointment with Amus. Second of all, I'm not harassing her if I'm basing my assumptions on an old lady's wounds- as Everest leaves something unique behind. Third of all, I'm only here to talk to her, not to punish her. I think her current punishment is enough." Facilier hissed, not enjoying this sudden rush of his own anger. If this arguing continued to happen, then it was possible that he wouldn't go back to work as he might be a slight danger to his peers and his little lambchop. We didn't need that, now do we? He didn't.

Everest stood there and shook her head, "Yet it doesn't explain why you abandoned me.". "Bringing that up, aren't we?" he replied almost instantly, not really defending himself in any manner as he didn't want to speak about her mistake years ago. "Why don't we while we are standing here?" . Facilier shook his head, leaning back on the wall a bit, so if he ever got attacked, he could just easily step out of the way and have the poor fool hit the wall, "At least I wasn't the coward to breach her own contract.". A laugh-like sound came from Everest, "Bringing that up, aren't we?". "The tables have turned in my favor, yes, but I'm not going to let this go Everest." Facilier hissed as he stood up straight, before looking back at the boy, "Go ahead and leave, there is no other reason for you to be here.". And with that, he turned around and headed back inside. Once he was inside, Everest turned her head up to Valac, "If you think of killing him, go ahead, by my guest.".

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Annaise
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Mary groaned once they were outside, but he didn't have control over his legs as Anya was draggin him down the streets to this secret playground. This wasn't fun. At all. He's probably going to give his pap a heart attack if he found out that he has been spending his time looking in a dress shop and getting dragged around town by a girl that claims him as her husband. This was not the little lamb's day.

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; Cyrus
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yrus L. 𝔇esdemona- "You don't know what a man's loss is."
43-Male | Grim Reaper | Manor Guest | Homo-None | tags; Stellaluna
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"What's your name?" the bat asked as she crawled around, waiting for the man's repsonce. Cyrus looked down at the bat and shook his head, "Why do you want to know?" Stellaluna smiled and rolled over on her back, "Well, I just want to know!" she squeaked softly. The man smiled before looking over towards the side, "Cyrus. And I'm guessing that you are Stellaluna?". Stellaluna stared at the man and narrowed her eyes, "Are you a magician?". Cyrus nodded, "You can say that I am."

[doc .]

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Arc felt his cheeks heat up even more upon hearing another voice, and whipping around to spot a woman coming out from the bushes. It made him feel like a complete screw up, and he rubbed his forehead
"Nobody.. I'm not talking to anybody." he replied, trying to breathe in and out to calm himself down. He didn't need to be rude to a woman whom he didn't know, much less a stranger.
He got himself out of the mud and picked up his bags, watching the woman with a raised eyebrow
"I vas just leaving."
He glanced back at the lake before stopping and narrowing his eyes. The man sat there before turning heel and watching the woman there
"Vhy are you here?" he then asked her
"Did you know I vas here?"
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Mishka lifted his chin a little bit and hummed, trying to read this guy. He had some sort of barrier around him , as if he was trying to cease any more output from himself. He raised an eyebrow before nodding and taking the answer.
He turned over to Wendy, who was amazingly still there and shook his head at the offer of the gum. He didn't really chew gum all that often and decided against it for now. He watched the dog before rubbing his chin
<I do not have either.. apologies. I recently moved here from Russia. Didn't come prepared> he replied towards Nikolai while sliding his hands into his pockets.
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Hershel was holding his hat as he was pushed from the hotel he was trying to get into.
"I say!" he gasped, staggering to the side and catching himself before he fell. He had a suitcase in his hand, a very thick one at that. It looked to be able to hold many things. Many secret things.
He looked back at the hotel manager who was now yelling at him. He wasn't sure what had gone wrong, or why the man was so rude enough to kick him out, but he knew he wasn't wanted there. He had done nothing wrong, perhaps he had brought up the wrong subject when explaining why he was in the neighborhood.
He straightened up and fixed his hat, letting go of it before moving off down the street to find somewhere else to go in search of a place to stay for the night. He frowned and sighed softly, rubbing at his nose with his free hand.
Perhaps there was someone he could talk to about his unfortunate predicament
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[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 10|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Nimbus
It is time for breakfast already? Wait... It is only time for Breakfast? Today is gonna be a long day.Once again the boy started to get lost back in his thoughts. The sudden thumps of the four legs landing on the ground brought Nico to his sense's. He quickly ran over and brushed off the bed and gave a quick nod and then ran back to follow Nimbus. Keeping his eyes trained on the intricate patterns on the carpet. "Well, I am slightly new sir, I finished my training a few days ago." He admitted in a near mumble. Wait, if breakfast is hot won't she be there., at the thought he squeezed his eyes closed and his face paled,"Oh no" he whispered.


Vahalasko Stiendler/Sejuna the Djinn of the sand| Currently is Vahl| 22 |Nymph/Djinn| Position:Unknown| Tags:Hershel
The twinge of hunger slowly began to eat away at the mans attention, what a nuisance that it was. He continued to wander down the road of the town, now how in the world could one find a place to eat in this town. Lost in his thought and a deep conversation with the annoying Djinn who shared his being, but that conversation was soon interrupted by the man whom stumbled in front of him mere feet in front of him. Well, seems like there is a bit of a scenario going on here. He spoke his voice laced with a slight greek accent, accompanied by a curious twinkle in his eye, taking off his hat he shook his green hair slightly before putting it back on. Sticking out a hand he spoke directly towards the man," Greetings friend, seems like you are in a bit of a predicament there. The name is Vahl, Vahalasko Stienler, the world famous adventurer maybe you have heard of me?" Man he was full of himself, but he honestly believed his few finds should make him a household name. "mind telling me what happened to you?"

Gray|Kit-Kat, Floof, among many other names| Unknown| GRAE, but is now a cat| Position: Manor Animal| Tags:open
Someone once said that cats were not a solid, but a liquid for they fit into any object they want. Well, Gray was proving that fact at the moment. The cat currently in one of his favorite hiding spots, an ornate flower pot in the garden missing a plant. The sun hit it just right to make it perfect for his napping especially in the early morning. Napping was not the only reason he was in the garden though, he was indeed hiding from the girl whom increased the torment of his daily life with the constant pet names and making him watch ballet. Shaking his head, he tried his best to seem like a pot of dirt, which did not hold a plant.

[Ƥɛтɛяραn]

| annaise baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } lambchop |

"so mary, care to talk about yourself? do you live nearby? if you do then we can play together with my brother vanya!" she said, a smile on her face. she continued down the streets before taking a few turns in order to get to her granddad's fishing shack. the secret playground was right around there, thankfully not anywhere near to where you can smell the dead and rotting fish. something that she couldn't stand. "also, why is your name 'mary'? don't you think that is a little girlish?" she asked, not meaning to be rude, but it did seem a little bit too odd for him to have a girl's name.

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| vanya baudlaire { ⍣ } 11 { ⍣ } townsfolk { ⍣ } codie|

he looked at the man as he continued to talk. he played a little with his glass before turning his head up once he heard about the offer to tour the office on where codie worked. honestly, that wasn't a bad idea- if he knew where it was. taking the card, he placed it in the back of his pocket, ignoring the office tour for a moment and decided to talk a bit about the bossman, "why is your boss picky? if he wanted a story and you give it to him, then there's the story.". this wasn't how business worked, but it was fun to judge other people that apparently knew a lot about it. vanya shifted in his chair before starting up at codie. a smile came across his face as he thought about the tour, "mmm why not go now? i have nothing to do, and we both know that you don't have anything much to do. and it would probably be a surprise to bossman to see a kid like me wanting to know about reporting...if not, then my sister and i can escape our jobs and come to the office for a bit...i guess." . he wasn't too proud of that idea- dragging his sister along to something that he was interested in. so maybe not tell anya about the tour, even if she forces him to tell her.

[Winchester's Wolf]

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; psychopath I & II
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"Well look at it this way: at least I still have manners when it comes to guests. First of all little boy, you shouldn't really be here unless you have an appointment with Amus. Second of all, I'm not harassing her if I'm basing my assumptions on an old lady's wounds- as Everest leaves something unique behind. Third of all, I'm only here to talk to her, not to punish her. I think her current punishment is enough." Facilier hissed, not enjoying this sudden rush of his own anger. If this arguing continued to happen, then it was possible that he wouldn't go back to work as he might be a slight danger to his peers and his little lambchop. We didn't need that, now do we? He didn't.

Everest stood there and shook her head, "Yet it doesn't explain why you abandoned me.". "Bringing that up, aren't we?" he replied almost instantly, not really defending himself in any manner as he didn't want to speak about her mistake years ago. "Why don't we while we are standing here?" . Facilier shook his head, leaning back on the wall a bit, so if he ever got attacked, he could just easily step out of the way and have the poor fool hit the wall, "At least I wasn't the coward to breach her own contract.". A laugh-like sound came from Everest, "Bringing that up, aren't we?". "The tables have turned in my favor, yes, but I'm not going to let this go Everest." Facilier hissed as he stood up straight, before looking back at the boy, "Go ahead and leave, there is no other reason for you to be here.". And with that, he turned around and headed back inside. Once he was inside, Everest turned her head up to Valac, "If you think of killing him, go ahead, by my guest.".

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Annaise
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When he the question of 'tell me about yourself' sounded, he didn't react to it much. What was he supposed to say? Mary just shrugged and didn't say anything, but he didn't want to have her assume that he was ignoring her. "Well there is nothing much about me so you can throw that question away... but you never told me that you had a brother.." he muttered as if offended by this lack of information. However, as soon as he said that, his face flushed when Anya brought up the fact that the had a girl's name. Arc didn't have a problem with it when he introduced himself. "...I don't know...But I do like it." he muttered as he turned his head over towards the stores that they passed by.

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; Cyrus
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yrus L. 𝔇esdemona- "You don't know what a man's loss is."
43-Male | Grim Reaper | Manor Guest | Homo-None | tags; Luna & Quintus
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Cyrus looked up at Stellaluna and sighed, "So that's how it's going to be?". Stellaluna nestled a little deeper in the man's hair, smiling gingerly at him, "I guess so Mr. Magician. Now, why don't we go ahead and wander around? I try to, but I either get chased, stepped on, or too tired.". Cyrus rolled his eyes before standing up from his chair and walking out of his room, but once he opened his door, he took one step out and looked around for any people in the hallways. Once it was clear, he headed out, but once he did, he headed straight for the main entrance, opening those doors and heading out, closing them behind him. As he did, he paused, staring at the huge reptilian creature that he had sworn he had never seen before. Maybe it's friendly? Cyrus made his way over towards it, but before he actually reached the creature, Stellaluna spoke, "Well it seems like I cannot eat that. But it sure can eat the both of us." . Cyrus felt the bat nestle deeper into his hair, well by the time he gets to brush it, it would be a tangled mess that would probably cause him to cut it. Let's hope that it wouldn't come to that.

[Gibby!]

Quintus// Male // Dragon// location: front gated

Quintus bounded after a sparrow, the earth seemingly trembling with each leap. His stomach roared furiously and he was tempted to snack on the sparrow, but hunting was not his strong suit. His large semi-prehensile tail oscillated, sweeping over the soil with boredom. His bones ached from chasing the birds all morning so he decided to return to his nest. He wriggled his haunches preparing to leap up on top of the gate posts.
He yawned, revealing his sharp array of teeth and his serpentine tongue. His breath smelled like rotten tuna.

[frostykitty]

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Alexander begins making his way around the kitchen, opening drawers and memorizing their contents and locations. He checks the pantry for ingredients, which were luckily all there. Then he looks back down at his list and thinks about the rest of the members of the manor. He wonders what they’ll be eating, and decides enough time has passed he can ask Deirdre. He walks over to stand in front of her once again. “Uh, excuse me Miss Deirdre,” He smiles nervously, “What will we make for the people who don’t order something in particular?”

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Luann grins, clapping her hands together. She looked satisfied with the decision. "Alright, even better. A volunteer! I legally have to cut you off at a certain point though," She holds out a hand to be shaken, "Deal?"

Ｔｏｒｂｊｏｒｎ Ｇｕｎｎａｒｓｓｏｎ （Ｖｉｋｔｏｒ） ｜ Ｍａｌｅ ｜ ５７ （Ａｐｐｅａｒｓ ２３） ｜ Ｈｏｍｅｌｅｓｓ
This was his chance, nothing was in the lake. Viktor sprints out of the woods, pond weeds forming footprints as he ran. He was wearing an eligant black and gold tailcoat, with a red and gold vest and ripped black trousers, he would definitely stand out from a crowd, ears and hair aside. Viktor slides silently into the lake with a relieved sigh. He always found it harder to breath out of the water, harder to move too. He set down a white waterlily with pink edged petals, the only remaining flower from his garden. It had been trampled when authorities came to investigate the drownings... He snickered quietly to himself, and sunk down to the bottom of the lake to prepare a home.