Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

[Winchester's Wolf]

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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This be the work of Satan"
29-Male | Vampire | Butler | Bi-None | tags; xxx
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Faciler was in town. But for what? There wasn't much things for him to do as there wasn't really much of a list for him to gather...ingredents. For what? Nothing. Witchcraft didn't fancy him too much, unlike his sister who spoke in a forgien language that wasn't their own. Okay, there was a little spell casting and...witch related..things. Not like they worhiped the devil or anything, it was just fun to taunt people with the little spells they learned. He had long forgotten such spells, but very few remain.

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Nico & Nimby
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Mary placed the items that he got at the store in the closet, once he had climbed back inside. He then shuffled over towards the window and closed it before heading over towards Fal's bed, where he plopped himself down and looked around. It was silent. Mary stifled a yawn before looking over towards the door, maybe it wouldn't hurt to wander around...just as long as he didn't get caught by the other staff members. He sat there, thinking before getting up and sliding off of the bed, soon to walk over towards the door, opening it just an inch. Mary glanced around and quickly shut it as two...cats...passed by. He stood there at the door until they passed. After he thought it was clear, he opened the door and took a step out of the room. But...he was distracted. By what? Well by the tail, of course. It was bigger than the most cattails he has seen. Mary stood there before darting towards the one who possessed the great tail before tackling them to the floor, "Fluffyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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Everest sat there, her eyes on the walls of the old manor. She was humming a soft tune, something that reminded her of a time not so long ago. Wherre her and Amus were friends. She stopped humming. Was it Amos or Amus? Everest sighed, doubtin the fact that it was either of those. Her eyes turned towards the fire as she started to hum loudly.

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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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Stellaluna was in the walls, snuggled up in her collection of bobby pins and the cloths for glasses. She was warm and wouldn't want to move at all. Too bad she didn't have any tiny friends to share this kingdom with.

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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; Wendy
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He was up in a tree, outside of the manor. He had a job to do that required some collecting of certain souls, but it wasn't really going to do him any good considering the suspensions that were going around in the town about the manor. Of course, these suspicions weren't all that great. If some fool stumbled upon the manor, just think of the possible rumors that would spread. Well, at least he wouldn't be a part of it. He'll just quickly depart before any problems began to arise. What harm could leave really do?

Cyrus sighed and waved that thought off before glancing down below him, where the sounds of a dog barking interrupted the damper thoughts of the townsfolk infiltrating the manor. Well, it was kinda too late for that as there was a woman that he hadn't really seen before, or well, who knows? He didn't go out as often as he should. But the world is a dark place that he must keep hidden. Until now at least. Cyrus turned around a bit before hanging upside down from the tree branch. He crossed his arms and kept them close to his stomach. He grinned a little, "Bonjour Mademoiselle! I'm clear that you are lost?" Cyrus then took a glance at the dog that she had on the leash, before turning his attention back to her, patiently awaiting her responce.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 10|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Nimbus and Lambchop
No sooner had the words left his mouth, that they proceeded to be followed by the rest of the air in his lungs. The cause of this was the flying projectile of a human slamming into his back, a slight "oof" sound escaped from him as he was sent sprawling across the carpeted floor, just barely missing the cat that he was following. The immediate thought that popped into his head as the button of his shirt dug into his chest was none other than "Madame Stoker already found me? I should have been more careful... But I am just so /// no wake up Nico!" The sound of fabric tearing breaking him from his thoughts and the "Fluffyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!" quickly put an end to his suspicion that this was the grl he tried to hide from .Squirming under the unfamiliar being Nico weakly spoke,"Could you please get up? He did not know whom was on top of him

[~ rat ~]

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[twenty two] [female] [human] [bisexual] [townsfolk] [location ,, outside manor] [crush ,, open] [mentions ,, none] [tags ,, cyrus]
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Taking a gander at the high walls wendy was unsure how she would get to the other side. She wondered if the walls were meant to keep people out, or keep something in. whatever the reason curiosity was overtaking the woman and she wanted to find out. Of course the easiest thing to do before trying to surmount the wall is to try and push the gates open. She didn’t want to be at the crest of the gate for it to simply swing out from under her, proving her a fool in the highest degree. However if it turns out the gates are locked then wendy will have to climb up the overhanging vines on the wall, having to leave spike on the other side of the walled in mansion, and she didn’t quite like the idea of doing that. Besides a concealed gun in her waistband wendy’s only other line of defense was the pit-bull.

Before wendy could test out the gates a voice came from above. Startled wendy took a step back from the estate. Both her and spike turned their heads up to see a man hanging from within the trees much like a bat would. Her first thought was it’s a vampire, although it’s currently day time and the stories say that vampires can’t be out in the sun. Upon seeing the strange man spike begins to growl, unsure if he’s a friend or foe. Wendy on the other hand just gapes up at him. no, no. we just decided to go off path today. although, she takes a glance at the manor, i don’t recognize this place. How long has this mansion been here? I’ve never known anything like it to be around town. she inquired, returning her eyes to the tree-man. and how in the world did you get up there? already this place was giving off strange vibes, hopefully that was a good sign. If this place turned up to be what wendy believes it to be, a place for the unnatural beings of the world, then she just hit a goldmine.




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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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Looking to the old pictures hanging upon the wall evan took a moment to look at each of them. All were in black and white, that alone told how old they were. Dust covered the frames in thick coats telling that they haven’t been touched in a long time. i bet you could find some pretty interesting sticks along with those leaves, the spirit joked. Walking over to the pictures evan carefully wiped the dust off of the glass of one of the frames. The dust puffed up and floated through the air and evan, probably wasn’t the smartest idea since the room was already full of dust contaminating the air, however, he was too interested in the pictures on the wall.

It had been a while since he himself had been in the house so he had forgotten exactly what his mother had deemed worthy for the wall. This particular picture was nothing much, it was of a family. A mother and father standing behind four girls and a boy that resembled a younger evan. Nobody was smiling, that was how it was back then. If you smiled in a picture then you were considered insane. But even so evan had a small smirk in the image. It wasn’t hard to recall that day. It was the day his eldest sister was going off to college, the first of the family in a long time, and the only one. Neither of his parents had a proper education and all the children were homeschooled. Together the family managed to scrounge up enough money to send one child to school, his older sister who was quite smart. Hearing katie pipe up again.

Turning his head he glanced to where she was looking. it is. That’s mittens, the pest control. making his way past katie and to the bookshelf evan knelt down and picked up the sleeping cat in his arms. She made a small disgruntled meow before settling against evans chest. if you’re allergic or don’t like cats then i can put her outside.

[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; Nico & Nimby
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Mary laughed softly and hugged the tail tightly, not caring that the cat talked. It was more of the fact that the tail had distracted him, bit not too long. "Nooooooo. Fluffy tail~ I wouldn't risk leavinnnn'." Mary hummed before looking over towards the other cat. And then to the current owner of the tail that he was hugging...His mood changed immedatly. Instead of being happy, he was now shocked. Someone like him, had a tail? Mary sat there, staring wide-eyed at the butler.

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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Stellaluna was in the walls, snuggled up in her collection of bobby pins and the cloths for glasses. She was warm and wouldn't want to move at all. Too bad she didn't have any tiny friends to share this kingdom with.

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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; Wendy
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Doesn't really take that little to startle someone like you? he thought as he glanced at the dog who started to growl at him. And why is that dog growling at me? Cyrus mentally waved that thought as he begun to realize that he a) startled the young woman, b) was in a tree, and c) he was hanging upside down like a bat, therefore that would possibly consider him being a vampire, which wasn't the case, obviously. Which then brings him to the point that he was aware that he startled the woman by appearing out of nowhere. Which honestly is why the dog was growling at him. Cyrus turned his attention back to the young woman as she began to speak.

"Oh, I mean, it's not bad to change your route." he muttered as he shrugged, glancing warily at the dog, but then back to the woman when she mentioned a manor. Manor? Now here's where a mask of fake curiosity and confusion replaced his usual, expressionless (okay, not that expressionless) face. "Mansion?," he turned his head to look around, soon to spot the grand, not so grand, manor, pretending to look surprised, "Oh...so there is...actually a mansion there. I've never noticed that- but I can tell you I don't have an idea of how long it has been there. It might've appeared there in the last hour or so.". The tree-man looked at the young woman before looking down at her dog and then back to the manor. He wasn't really going to stop her from entering, whatever her intentions were in the first place. It's not like he was on anybody's side for that matter. The tree-man turned his attention back to the sheepless shepherd, shrugging a little when she questioned his ability to be able to climb a tree, "I fell from the sky and landed in this tree, which is the most obvious and simple answer to your question." Cyrus closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "If you want to continue our conversation on the ground, then I would be happy to jump down. Just tell Fido over there to stop growling at me."

[Lemonkid]

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『tags; open』

Ah, the quiet...
The quiet, the velvety darkness, the serenity for the senses, the peace, the calm, the

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The flapping, flapping of wings plucked of their most sensitive feathers, the weak, the weak chi-ii-rp song of a mangled bird, the

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The feeling, the feeling of thin, shattered bone against the palms, the warm v i s c o s i t y coming out from the gaps in between flesh and feather, the red, the fun fun fun red that

The tapping, the tap-tap-tap-tapping of little mary janes on ebony floor, the laughter, the laughter of unbridled chaos—the child the devil himself shall fear is about. The echoes of laughter, the soft line of light spilling into the basement from the now opened door keeping her contained--

The door.

The door is o p e n, and the wise shall run.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 10|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags:Nimbus and Lambchop
The carefree laugh if the boy hugging onto his tail sent a slight twitch across his face. How could he be so carfree, he had to be a guest right? He tried to take his tail back once more to no avail, feeling the eyes land on him caused him to freeze. Eyes downcast and his heart racing he dropped his tail,"S-sir Im sorry you can play with it just..." a slight whimper escaped him,"Do not get upset with me please." he did not know who his person was and that scared him. What if he was a guest, or worse a guest of madame stoker.

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xXx𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐑𝐗𝐄𝐒

001Attic 002A C K 003 Franz & Co. (?)
𝐓𝐋;𝐃𝐑 Responsibility? Interpersonal
Relationships? Artaxerxes uses his scarce
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Artaxerxes stood there for a moment, quietly trying to figure out was going on until the first vial shatters against the floor. It'd been a long time since he felt as though he'd encroached on something he shouldn't have. Avoiding personal discussion beyond that of a doctor's visit was something of a specialty of his, or so he thought. But this was...not a doctor's visit. He slowly got up from the seat, creeping up behind the littler man, like a ghostly spectator. He certainly didn't know what to do, thrown for the littlest bit more than a loop(rather, a series of loops, increasing in size, less thrown and more spinning violently as an excited child would a noisemaker).

With a horrid jolt of empathy gripping his shoulders, Artaxerxes slowly knelt down beside the man. He had to get him away from the mess, at the least. It wasn't his place to ask about what about Charles or the assistants had set Franz off, especially now that he could feel the shaky air nearby. It took him a too-long moment to take Franz's arm and shoulder to pull him up and back away from the pools of glass and mysterious liquid that'd now coated the floor and his notes. But...what now? What was he supposed to do? The last time he'd seen a creature in this state, it was a dying deer. A part of him had half-forgotten that people could fall into it. "Shh...shh...Friend, focus on your breathing..." He sort of set the doctor's back against his chest, so that perhaps his heartbeat would give him something else to focus on. A rythm - breathing, heartbeat, maybe humming - were all things that'd worked with children for him, so perhaps he could do some good using the same techniques.

[r0adkill]

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𝑋𝑧𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑙

Nephilim|Bi Male|Appears 20
Stablehand
Location: Library, Kitchen
Tags: Deirdre, Alex, Mikazuki

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Xzavier let out a heavy sigh as he left the library, leaning against the now closed door to regain his composure. Eventually, he pushed away from the door and started his decent to the kitchen. He figured he could grab a few carrots for the horses and maybe an apple as a snack for himself. The nephilim didn't particularly love the concept of food and eating but he did it anyways, knowing that even a creature such as himself needed nutrients.

Upon his arrival to the kitchen, he was greeted by quite a chaotic crowd of people. He wandered over to Deirdre and Alex, knowing that the head chef could help him out. "Madame, I was hoping to snag a few carrots. For the horses," He explained, giving a smile to the ghost. "I don't quite recognize you," He said, turning to Alex with a curious look in his eyes and a tilt of his head.

"Xzavier Beliel, stablehand," He introduced himself with a charming smile. He stuck his hand out to shake the other mans hand, curious about the newcomer. "I assume you're a new chef? He asked, noting the small pad of paper and the high strung energy coming from the other. Upon hearing Mika call his nickname, he let out a laugh. "Hello mademoiselle," He greeted before turning back to Alex. "And that's my nickname," He explained.

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𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐

Fallen angel|Male|Appears 12
Townsfolk
Location: Lysandre Manor
Tags: Everest and Facilier Lysandre

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The fallen angel rolled his eyes, tapping his foot impatiently as the old vampire spoke. "Why would I have an appointment with a dead man? I'm simply here to spend time with a dear friend," He said, narrowing his eyes as he felt his anger begin to bubble in his chest. He fell quiet as he listened to the banter between the Lysandre's, absorbing the words like a sponge.

Valac's face seemed to light up upon the permission to kill that Everest had granted him. A toothy grin spread across his face and in less than a second, he was behind Facilier. The boy moved at inhuman speeds, whipping a dagger out of his coat and burying it into the vampire's side before he had a chance to even turn around. He quickly jumped back and pulled another dagger from his coat, anticipating a fight. "You haven't got much of a reason to be here either," He said, giggling.

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𝑀𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑧𝑢𝑘𝑖 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑟

Vampire|Female|Appears 9
Stoker Family Member
Location: Kitchen
Tags: Charlie, Mikayla, Xzavier

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Mika listened, amazed by the story. She giggled at Mikayla's silly way of telling the story, appreciating the new voice. "That's extraordinary!" She said, almost dreamily. She loved to hear about adventures of others, especially considering her inability to live like others. She paused at the sound of new footsteps, perking up slightly as she listened to figure out who it was. At the sound of the half-angels voice, she nodded with a small smile.

"Xzavier just came in, right?" She asked, looking towards where she last heard Charlie for confirmation. Before hearing the shifters answer, she turned and waved at the man. "Hi Zavie!!" She exclaimed, grinning as she heard the man laugh.

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There was something off about this man, and it wasn’t just the fact that he’s hanging upside down from a tree, although that is weird in itself to be doing casually as he seems to of been doing. No, there was something more to this man that was giving off the strange vibe, but wendy didn’t know what that would be, however she would like to find out. But at the moment her focus was on the mansion and its sudden appearance. Buildings don’t just appear from nowhere, but it was as if this one did. She’s never seen it or heard of it before, much like the tree-man. Maybe they were connected in some way. As if the mansion is tethered to him. She had no way to prove this theory but there are myths of ever moving locations such as in greek mythology the island of ogygia.

Then her theory seemed to crumble as the man grew surprised at the mention of the manor, expressing the fact that he has never seen it before. She believed him because before today she had never seen the manor either, so it isn’t far fetched at all that he’s never seen it either. But then he mentioned how it must have shown up in the last hour, once again fueling her idea that the mansion was ever moving. you think so? It would make sense why neither of us have seen it before. she commented, freezing as tree-man stated that he had fallen from the sky. Furrowing her eyebrows at the statement wendy scoffed, unsure if he was joking or not. excuse me? Did i hear you right. You fell from the sky? maybe her thought about him being a vampire was wrong and he’s in fact a fallen angel. But wendy wasn’t so sure. The tree-man was annoyingly cryptic with his words. Maybe he knew more than he was letting on. of course. Spike, quiet. upon hearing the command the pit-bull stopped growling and moved to stand by wendy’s side. how do you plan on getting down from the tree?




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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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Looking to the old pictures hanging upon the wall evan took a moment to look at each of them. All were in black and white, that alone told how old they were. Dust covered the frames in thick coats telling that they haven’t been touched in a long time. i bet you could find some pretty interesting sticks along with those leaves, the spirit joked. Walking over to the pictures evan carefully wiped the dust off of the glass of one of the frames. The dust puffed up and floated through the air and evan, probably wasn’t the smartest idea since the room was already full of dust contaminating the air, however, he was too interested in the pictures on the wall.

It had been a while since he himself had been in the house so he had forgotten exactly what his mother had deemed worthy for the wall. This particular picture was nothing much, it was of a family. A mother and father standing behind four girls and a boy that resembled a younger evan. Nobody was smiling, that was how it was back then. If you smiled in a picture then you were considered insane. But even so evan had a small smirk in the image. It wasn’t hard to recall that day. It was the day his eldest sister was going off to college, the first of the family in a long time, and the only one. Neither of his parents had a proper education and all the children were homeschooled. Together the family managed to scrounge up enough money to send one child to school, his older sister who was quite smart. Hearing katie pipe up again.

Turning his head he glanced to where she was looking. it is. That’s mittens, the pest control. making his way past katie and to the bookshelf evan knelt down and picked up the sleeping cat in his arms. She made a small disgruntled meow before settling against evans chest. if you’re allergic or don’t like cats then i can put her outside.

[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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As Faciler went back in the house, he ignored every word what the young boy said. He ignored him to the point where he didn't see him coming up from behind, pulling out a dagger and then proceeded to stab him. He doubled over, clutching his side after the dagger had withdrawn from his side. He hissed at the searing pain and soon the lingering burn of what the dagger has caused. Faciler, now seething with unholy rage, spun around and headed back outside, his hair now loose from the bow and the lovely bloody red color that wasn't natural in any way. He lifted his hand from the side and with the help of his telekinetic ability, although since he hadn't used in a while, he couldn't just raise him high up in the sky and toss him, no, all he could do is raise the little brat off of the ground a few inches and with a simple flick of the wrist, tossed him to the nearest wall. After he he had done so, he clenched his side as the pain was giving him no mercy what so ever.

Everest watched back in horror. What has she done? Nothing. This is for the best. For whom? Well just for the hell of things.

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Nico & Nimby
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Mary looked at the kid...who...or well what was he? He looked over towards the side and startd to shake a little. His father never told him about this. He didn't know what to feel. Excited? Afraid? Surprised? The...cat...human thing didn't even look like he would kill somebody. Mary sat there before pushing himself off of the...hybrid, however, he still held onto his tail, gently petting it. "Sorry...I thought that you were...a cat..because of da tail..." Mary mumbled as he looked over towards the side, placing the tail back on the ground. "...Sorry."

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; xxx
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Stellaluna was in the walls, snuggled up in her collection of bobby pins and the cloths for glasses. She was warm and wouldn't want to move at all. Too bad she didn't have any tiny friends to share this kingdom with.

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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; Wendy
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HIs head tilted as he shrugged, "Maybe so- however I don't believe that the manor moves. It's sorta...odd in a way?" . Now Cyrus would do anything to try to prevent this girl from going onto the manor grounds, but then again, who's side he was on? He wasn't with the manor, as he was just a mere guest and most people would forget that he existed. Then there are the townsfolk, who really doesn't appreciate his way with words. Old English and then there's the fact that he twists up his words when trying to mislead someone. So he was on no side. He could have this sheepless shepherd and dog explore the manor grounds with no one knowing. And then he can go to the head or some other staff member to have this girl...now what's the nice way to put this? Obliterate? No that's too harsh. Annihilate? No. Again, too harsh. Killed? So-so.

Cyrus cleared his throat when the girl voiced her question about hearing him right, "No, you haven't heard me correctly. I didn't fall out of the sky- it was just simple sarcasm. But with an emotionless demeanor- no one can tell. I just climbed up a tree and took this time to relax." He smiled a little before looked at the dog, Spike, who ceased growling with a slightly harsh command. But it was good enough for him. His attention was drawn back to the girl when she asked him on how he was planning on getting down from the tree. "Fall- of course." he laughed before pulling himself up to where he was sitting on the branch. Cyrus then proceeded to push himself off of the branch, landing onto the ground, not forgetting to bend his knees. But of course, it was a bit too much as he fell over on one knee, soon to stand up and turn around like it was nothing. Clearly, it was something. He was too old to be jumping out of trees, that's what it was. Cyrus turned around and smiled a little, "Didn't go well as I thought, but it wouldn't stop me from introducing myself," as he clearly forgotten to do so in the first place, "The name is Cyrus, how do you do?" Usually he would fully introduce himself, but there was no need for that. As for his surname didn't have much of a friendly ring to it.