Welcome to the Crescentwood Manor (Revamp)(Accepting)

[Winchester's Wolf]

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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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"I mean- in a way they could be. It's not like they could be serving the anyone at the moment if the halls are so barren." Cyrus stated as he glanced around the halls once again, just in case there were any staff members around, because like again, if they caught them, then that could spell out trouble for the both of them. He glanced at Wendy when she continued on about Spike, nodding slightly. "But maybe so your companion could help us, just as long as he doesn't fetch us anything dangerous, for I do not want to be put up with the work of dealing with the problem. And I doubt that you do either." he muttered as he continued to ponder about sudden lack of staff members. Perhaps they are dealing with some sort of ordeal that couldn't be solved as quickly as they hoped? Or they were just wandering aimlessly around the halls, looking for some sort of trouble to keep their busy minds at bay? Of course, those two were complete nonsense and wouldn't be likely as some of the staff members are persistent in their work, and wouldn't like the idea of getting fired and thrown out on the streets to fend for themselves. That's already a problem.

His turned his attention away from his mind as Wendy began to spoke, this time about what she came here, searching for. And of course, he hadn't thought about to bring the question up on why she was here. He tilted his head a little, "Of course, dropping books on each other's heads can be put aside. But can I question you on what are you searching for? Because of the moment, it seems clear to me that we won't find anything or anyone at this place at the moment."

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verest 𝔏ysandre- "I don't like unlocked doors."
18-Female | Wolf | Stray | Unknown-None | tags; Valac
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Her tail wagged once Valac started to pet her. Even though she hated it, she somehow found it quite calming. She looked at him and smiled a little, but it dropped, "You better- I won't be able to have someone help me pillage the town." She laughed a little to herself before poking his neck with her snout, finally finding a resting spot for her head. She rested her head on his neck and closed her eyes. Everest didn't reply to the thank you that the angel gave her, instead she waited until Valac was sound asleep, hoping that he would heal later towards the evening, or by morning at the latest.

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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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Just wandering around the halls. Feel free to run into him.

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ary J. ℜosiland- "Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"
10-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Nico
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Mary watched as Nico settled down. He sat there for a moment before copying what he did, snuggling down in his blanket. But the only difference was that the little lamb's head was poking out from the blanket. Mary looked at Nico to see if he was doing it correctly, but once he found out that he wasn't, he rolled over onto his back and looked up, pondering for a moment about a story to tell, since Nico didn't have one. He then grinned a little when an idea came into his little head of his, "How about...we both make up a stwoy together? Like I say somethin' and you awdd on. Like a wo...woo," he paused, looking intensely at the 'ceiling' of the fort. He knew the word, but it kept changing every time he tried to say it. He blinked a couple of times, repeating the word in his head over and over again until the 'correct' pronunciation popped up in his head, "A wooette!" Of course, he was trying to pronounce roulette, but nothing ever worked out for him. He was just ten.

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tellaluna- *Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here, how queer."
13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags; Spike
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Her eyes flew open once there was a loud noise that she couldn't really distinguish. She crawled out of her make-shift bed before moving forward towards the walls, pressing her body up against the wall and raising up a pointed ear to listen closely to the sound. What Stellaluna didn't know, was the fact that whatever was creating the noise was probably loud enough to wake the whole manor up! Which of course, would not happen, but a little bat could dream, right? The bat shook her head before dropping down to the floor, soon to scamper over towards a small hole in the wall. She managed to get her head through the hole, turning her head to spot a creature much larger than her. But much smaller than Cyrus. Who was this creature? Was it Cyrus? Probably. To get the creature's attention, Stellaluna squeaked before trying to squeeze herself from the hole.

[Fenris_Ulf]

Nicho'bala Truentsa| Nico or boy!| 10|Shifter|Position: Butler|Tags: Mary
Nico slowly shifted around and moved the tiger so its head poked out, after a few moments of watching how Mary did it. Looking up at the cieling he sighed gently as the silence made him think he had done something wrong. He was cut off by Mary and listened intently to the words. Slowly Nico nodded,"O-ok but what kind of story?

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𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞: Attic 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: Scream Chili
𝐓𝐋;𝐃𝐑 Artaxerxes, not quite
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Well, at the very least, Artaxerxes would rather be seen as a potential employee than a glorified stowaway. He'll take what he can get, especially since he recalls in most cases, this would generally still lead to some decades-long rivalry. We're setting new records already(even if Arta hasn't factored in that this very well could develop into one, but he is not about to)! "(That makes my job a lot easier, then.)" He starts in a low voice, but decides against saying anything further. If he knows what's good for him, he won't get snarky. Serious situations call for serious protocol, after all. At least, that's what he's heard, but that could be from over a century ago and he'd be none the wiser.

He makes a gesture to speak again, but LeMarc has already set off. He looks to the bird on his shoulder. "Don't be shy, come on." He extends his hand out a little, and Agrypnia is hot on LeMarc's trail. Artaxerxes, on the other hand, walks slowly behind, though his long strides keep him close in sight. You can see he's thinking of something, baton drawn but still looking just a bit too casual for all of this. He was just trying to kill someone about two minutes ago, and now he's entirely relaxed, glow faded, perhaps even recasting his glamour. Let's just hope holing up in small, mysterious places in the house isn't a stoker specialty, the Red Sun won't wait for their shenanigans. Well, not mine either, but that's beside the point.

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Marc-Anthony Amserlen
30 yrs / Automaton / Male / Tags: Deirdre ♥
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Marc-Anthony sat there watching her carefully, nodding and following along with what she had said. Once speaking about it being too late, she believed it wouldn't matter. It meant everything to him and he wanted to show her that.
"Since I'm technically not alive.." he then replied and shrugged
"I understand where you're coming from. I felt the same way for a while until I realized how much it meant."
He leaned his head against hers and kissed the top of her head quite gently
"Its a lot more than two rings on two fingers. Its about being together as a couple and really being one whole being."
He chuckled to himself and closed his eyes as he silently listened to the ticking echoing through the room. Probably coming from him. It blended with the birds and the ambient noises coming from the meadow
"I really do love you, Deirdre. I hope we can be together for a long time. Or until I break down and you .. move on." he chuckled
"Which I don't plan on doing anytime soon."
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Arc Heilburg-Ludwig
18 yrs / Human / Male / Tags: Stella
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Arc rolled his eyes a little. Of course the fight was in the mud, it just so happened to be by a lake. The man sighed and shivered a little bit. Some of the mud was drying and he could feel it. Perhaps it was best to try and get home sooner than later. The man sat there listening to Stella and after being invited to go do something he nodded
"I vould love to come vhis but I really do need to get back to change. I'm completely uncomfortable."
He bit his lip and shrugged at her
"You're more zhan velcome to come vhis. My fazzher should be asleep anyvhays so I'm not concerned."
He gestured for her to follow and even tried to grab her hand to bring her with as he started on his walk home, which wasn't too far away anyways
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Aerik "Bushman" Gunnarsson
25 yrs / Hybrid / Male / Tags: Viktor
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Bush blinked and refocused on the man in front of him, who had already taken the strings and claimed he was to restring the entire instrument. He sat there and smiled just a little, shaking his head at the guy's questions
"No.. No I think its just Nylon." he replied with a small smile. "Polygon isn't even a type of string, neither is Teflon."
The kid chuckled softly and breathed in and out before calming down. Things seemed to get a bit better and he hoped they'd stay that way
"My grandparents would have never been able to teach me this stuff.. I never really got into music until I was a teen."
He rocked back and forth on his heels while watching the guy deal with his instrument, just deciding also to talk to ease the tension
"I found this violin up in our attic, and my grandma said it was my mom's. Well first it was my grandfather's who gave it to my mom.. but my mom isn't around to play it anymore so they.. just let me have it."
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Vengal Krishnan
19 yrs / Avian / Male / Tags: Alex
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Vengal nodded and glanced back at the other every now and then. The man filled his bowl up with the sugary cereal before taking the box and putting it away. The wild child got back onto the counter and ate his cereal dry. He was crunching as he chewed and watched Alex as he spoke. It was a bit disappointing to hear that the kid didn't get any time off, but it made sense. He just started working, so perhaps he would have to work for the time off.
"Yeah no its okay.." he replied through dry cereal mouth, kicking his legs back and forth on the counter
He swallowed before continuing
"I wanted to take you out.. like.. for dinner or something. Nothing too fancy or nothin'.."
He looked down at his bowl and coughed slightly, getting dry crumbs on his lips. The man's dark skin lit up like a light, blushing after basically just asking Alex out on a date. He didn't want to make too big of a deal of it and he coughed again, rubbing the back of his hand on his lips
"Like just as a one on one.. Like.. just to get to know you better. Would.. W-would that be cool?" he asked before looking up at the kid there in the kitchen and holding onto his bowl for an answer
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[twenty two] [female] [human] [bisexual] [townsfolk] [location, bathroom] [mentions, none] [tags, cyrus]
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possibly, but everyone on break at the exact same time? that seems unlikely to me. though cyrus could be right. if there wasn't much to do the staff may be pent up in their rooms or lazing about on this rainy day. shrugging wendy took a moment to think about cyrus's question about what spike was going to retrieve. anything, i suppose. he could come back with whatever this manor has to offer. a book from the library, i bet there are statuettes around here that he could snag, or possibly run into someone and lead them to us. or he may come back with nothing but a happy grin on his face. we've only done this exercise when he knows there is something to bring back to me so who knows what he'll find. though she trailed off as cyrus started talking about which books would pose well as a weapon. of course and encyclopedia, dictionary, or thesaurus would cause damage, they're heavy and thick, she thought to herself but let cyrus continue his pondering. wait, did he just say he had a leather bound book hat added pages to itself every now and then? she gave him a questioning sideways glance at his mention of this book. either he was joking or was being serious, and it was hard to tell when it came to him. but her suspicions were rising with each muttering such as that. she gave a chuckle at his smiting joke, but it was somewhat forced as her mind was stuck to his magical book he supposedly had. ever since she met him wendy had gotten weird vibes, and she thought that was only because cyrus is a cryptic and strange man, but she had also wondered if he wasn't completely human himself throughout her time with him. now she was starting to lean toward the latter. i say we can test the dropping of books later, but for now we should continue searching for what i came here for. wendy had yet to tell cyrus why she had broken into the manor and what she was looking for, though with her guard up about him she might just lie about the truth if he happened to ask.




spike | three | male | pit-bull | mentions ; none | tags ; stellaluna
keeping his nose to the wall spike sniffed up and down trying to find a way to see what was on the other side of the wall. below from a small hole popped a small head and spike looked down at it. his ears perked at the sight of the strange creature. lowering his head spike sniffed in its scent. yup, it was the same scent that he could smell through the wall. tilting his head the pit-bull stared curiously at the animal before him. hi. ... what are you? he inquired as he stared down at the creature. laying down spike rested his head on the ground so he could get a better look at her. spike had never seena nything like her before. he could only see her head. the huge ears made him think she was a tea-cup chihuahua. but the rest of her facial features didn't resemble that of a dog.




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[eighteen] [female] [vampire angel hybrid] [pansexual] [guest] [location, town] [mentions, none] [tags, arc]
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Stella felt a little stupid as arc stated how he wanted to get home to change. of course he would. he was covered from head to toe in drying mud, which would be extremely uncomfortable. for a moment she thought that would be the end of the interaction. they would part ways and probably wouldn't see each other for years again. although that was an absurd thought since they both lived in the same small town where it was easy to bump into people you know. but that was the thought that crossed her mind when arc said that he should get going. about ready to say goodbye she listened to his next statement, expecting him to say farewell she was pleasantly surprised when he invited her to go over to his place. I don't see why not. yeah, sure I'll come with. this was different to what Stella did on an everyday basis and she was excited to just hang out with a friend, something she's never really done before, however she hid her excitement as to not seem to weirdly eager to hang out. following after arc she tensed as he grabbed her hand. she wasn't exactly fond toward physical contact and typically avoided it, but seeing as though it was arc, someone she knew and trusted, stella didn't mind and relaxed. so what've you been up to these past years? she asked hoping to get some insight on where he's been and what he's been doing after they had met at the manor.



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[seventy, looks twenty-ish] [male] [spirit] [demi-pansexual] [homeless] [location, old cabin] [mentions, none] [tags, katheryne]
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it was clear Evan was excited to make the flower chains. he was glad that Katheryne was up to teaching him how to make them now. alright, stay here, I'm going to go grab a basket to collect flowers in and some chairs so we don't have to sit on the ground. turning around he headed into the house. the chairs would be easy to get, after all the dining room had a good number of chairs to pick from. however he would be unsure where to get a basket from. the kitchen perhaps, or a closet. walking through the house Evan made his way into the kitchen and paused. he didn't see any basket on the counters, and the windowsill simply held a few knick knacks. opening the cabinets Evan only came across pots and pans and Tupperware. the Tupperware would do well in holding flowers, but he wanted an actual basket. he didn't know why he was so set in using a basket rather than any other bowl shaped item that could just as easily hold things within it. if he was being honest with himself they'd didn't even need a basket to hold the flowers in, they could lay the flowers on the ground and they'd be just fine. leaving the kitchen Evan walked back into the hallway and opened up the slightly ajar closet door. dust wafted into his face and a musty smell emitted from the closet. a few coats were hung up and not in the best condition. moths had clearly gotten to the clothes. looking at the items on the shelf above Evan reached up and pushed a few boxes aside. he knew there was a basket somewhere in the house. it was the one he and his sisters used all the time to put flowers in when they would pick them (which was exactly the reason why he wanted to use the basket in the first place.) Evan didn't find the basket on the shelf but instead on the floor shoved in the corner. bending down Evan picked up the basket. it was a woven wicker basket that was oval shaped and big enough to fit a fat cat. or a very lazy one for there was mittens curled up inside of it. picking mittens up he gently placed her on the floor and started back to the dining room where he grabbed two chairs, then he headed outside with mittens following closely. it took no more than five minutes for him to find everything he needed. setting the chairs down Evan held the basket and looked up to Katie. ready when you are.

[frostykitty]

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Alexander slides his finger across the broadside of the knife to clean off the diced chunks. He throws them in the pot of soup while listening to Vengal speak, smiling slightly from the sound of his voice. At the words ‘take you out’, he immediately pauses. He felt a knot in his stomach and a lump in his throat, but not like he was about to cry. He doesn’t look back quite yet, instead staring wide eyes into the pot of lightly bubbling soup.
The explanation makes the question seem less like a romantic move, however, and Alexander bites his tongue. He knew he would love to, but he knew would love to either way, romantic or plain platonic... At that point, he slows down, taking a quiet deep breath, before turning around with a warm smile. “Yeah, that sounds cool.” He replies, closing his eyes and gently chuckling. “I’d love to, Vengal... I think I want to hear about the wings first!” He returns to the counter and leans on it, resting his head on his hand and tilting it, curious. I didn’t see them earlier! And I’m pretty sure I’d remember something like that,”

[surfergirlgeek]

Lawrance/ permanently 19/ spirit/ butler/ tages: Facilier
Lawrence floated down the Hall looking for his sister to see if she needed help when he nearly floated right threw pore Facilier, one of his fellow butler's. He had been told the experience of walking the spirit was unpleasant, though he had no way of knowing for himself. "My Apologies Facilier, I nearly didn't see you. How are you today? Are you looking for something or someone?" He asked looking around silently wondering where Lillyanne was.

Lillyanne/ permanently 19/ spirit/ Maid/  tages: open
Lillyanne sat in one if the cupboards humming a song that she didn't remember the origin of while shining silver. She couldn't see in the cupboard because it was dark but her hands world expertly over the silver with so much experience she didn't need light, in fact, she preferred the dark. She wouldn't have minded some company though as it was a rather mindless task hence her humming.

[Winchester's Wolf]

Mary•Nico

Mary looked at Nico and thought about this. He hadn’t really thought much about it. “Mm.. cowboys?...no... how about a fairytale? We can make up our own fairytale!” He thought about it for a moment, blinking once or twice, “..if you want to.”

Stellaluna•Spike

She ceased her struggling, blinking at the dog as he talked to her. She smiled, “Hello!” Stellaluna continued to stare at the beast, her ears twitching ever so slightly as the question of what she was sounded. She tilted her head, “What are you?” She was also curious of this question that she had completely forgotten to introduce herself and that the fact that she didn’t answer his question. She flicked her ears and waited patiently.

Facilier•Lawrence

Facilier continued to walk around aimlessly, checking off his work mentally in his head, along with nicos as his was supposedly done before he interacted with him. Maybe he should call it a day as there’s is really nothing much for him to do. After all, the stab wound from the damned angel still burned every time he touched it. He moved his hands away from his sides, and started to mess with the bow that held together his hair. He then paused once a voice sounded, which at all he wasn’t expecting one to sound. He turned his head over towards the other butler that he has seen around before, but never really learned his name... like the many others. “It’s fine. It’s not like you are the first one to run into me today.” He grumbled softly, glancing at Lawrence. “I am just fantastic today- thanks for asking.” Yes. Sarcasm was intended. Facilier moved a hand up to his shoulder to wipe off invisible dirt off of his jacket before shaking his head at the kid’s next question, “I’m afraid not, if I was looking for someone, I’d actually remember their names for once. How about you? How are you doing today?”

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Lawrance/ permanently 19/ spirit/ butler/ tages: Facilier
"I'm doing fine thank you. My apologies again, Lillyanne is always telling me to watch where I'm floating but it's a hard lesson to learn when you never really bump into anything. It all just goes right through you..." He finished chuckling. "Oh, I'm rambling again Lilly... Umm, er have you seen my sister? I've finished my tasks for the day and wanted to see if she needed any help. Say, uh, what about you? Do you need any help? " Lawrence stopped again realizing he was rambling again, he guessed it had something to do with being a spirit but it wasn't sure because he had nothing to use as a bad line. Watching Facilier Lawrence noticed he was favoring his sides, "Are you alright!? what happened?" He suddenly burst out without thinking.

Lillyanne/ permanently 19/ spirit/ Maid/  tages: open
Lillyanne continued to sit in one of the cupboards hummings as she polished silver.

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Prince of the Damned|LeMarc|Head Butler|Half-Demon|Tagged: Arty

There's a few ways to track down and deal with a rampaging vampire, but LeMarc has a preferred method that's rather tried and true. Finding Franz isn't too much of a difficulty, the trail of dust and scuffs he's left on the butler's nice clean floors is easy enough to follow. Whilst he sprints after such trail, he uses his telekinesis to pull up one of the many vases of flowers that line the hallways of the manor.

As soon as Franz is in view, LeMarc whisks the vase over his head and, with a wince, drops in.

There's a loud shatter as it breaks and spills water, flowers, and shards of ceramic over the old vampire's head. Immediately, Franz seizes up and falls to the floor with a loud thump! body slumping against the door one last time.

"Lark!" LeMarc calls, not even thinking for a moment about propriety and titles, shoving the dead weight of Franz aside to get to the door. By now he's calmed down enough for most of his demonic features to shift away, only the horns and tail still remaining (which he could probably hide, but he hasn't got the time or willpower). "Lark, are you in there?! Are you okay?!" For once in his damned life, LeMarc sounds worried, truly and genuinely worried as he hurriedly tries for the doorknob but finds it jammed.

Resident Scholar|Franz Joseph|Attic Hermit|Vampire|Tagged: Lark

He almost gets it. The door is giving beneath his ramming and he's so close- Something shatters over him and he's suddenly dosed in freezing cold, his body going frigid and solid as he seizes up and falls to the floor.

Franz goes limp, unconscious on the ground.

Lady of the Lake|Eadgyd|Edith|Homeless|Kelpie|Tagged: 'some stupid northerner', 'stolen prey'

Eadgyd hops down from the tree, landing with a soft rustle in leaves below. She turns from the lake and walks some good paces int he opposite direction, before turning and rounding her way back towards the two trespassers, a distance from where she had been hiding. Her many scarves and skirts flow behind her in the wind as she steps quietly among the mud and dirt and leaves and then she's standing before the men, hand pressed to the trunk of a large oak, her other hand clasped at her chest.

"You boys know this isn't a playground, right?" She calls to them, accent soft and voice teasing. "There are dangerous things in those waters...Snappin' turtles, and the like." The lady smiles, not even an ounce of hidden malice slipping out from her features.

"Wouldn't want to get 'urt now, would you?"