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Post by izzyforizzy on May 30, 2012 23:50:44 GMT -4
Izzy couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed as he made his way back towards the foyer.
This mansion had promised so much. The impossible, in fact, yet despite some amazingly detailed costumes worn by a rather... eccentric staff, nothing had been delivered yet.
Then again, he HAD only tried one room so far...
Sighing, he stopped at a hallway branching off to the left. A single door was visible at the end.
"OK, maybe it was a bad room." he mumbled. "I'll give them a fair chance and try one more before I start to complain." He walked down to the door at the end of the short hallway. A sign on it simply read 'Gender Rom.'
'Here we go again...' he thought as he reached up to knock on the door...
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 31, 2012 15:30:57 GMT -4
The room was rather ornate, colored with pastel colors like pink and light yellows. It smelled of good perfume, and seemed larger than any bedroom he'd ever seen. In the center was a round bed with a curtain hanging from the celling draped around it, and all around were trinkets and baubles. A huge wardrobe sat in one corner, and in the other a large vanity mirror in front of a make up table.
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jun 2, 2012 21:22:42 GMT -4
'Whoa...' was all Izzy could think as he began to eye up the decor. 'There's rich and then there's... this place.'
Izzy took a cautious step into the room, then peeked behind the door, almost as an afterthought.
There was nobody there.
'Who opened it...?' he thought, suddenly feeling even more nervous than he'd been when that woman in the Sculpture Room had answered the door. Was he even allowed to be in this place alone?
"Uhhh... H-hello...?" he sheepishly called.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 8, 2012 14:39:44 GMT -4
"Hello there." Said a voice. It was small, and soft, but sounded as if it were right next to you
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jun 8, 2012 18:05:18 GMT -4
"YAAGH-" was all that was legible before Izzy leapt back ten feet and smacked into the wall. Dazed, he stumbled forward and shook his now-ringing head. Clutching it in one hand, he hazarded a quick look around.
He saw nobody. Was the door remote-operated? Was someone talking to him through a radio...?
"Wh-... Who's there...?" he asked, eyes darting around from time to time.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 11, 2012 14:05:22 GMT -4
"I'm right beside you, silly." it said again. Turning, he saw a small figure, floating in the air. It seemed to be a girl, and it had...wings keeping it in the air.
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jun 11, 2012 22:57:48 GMT -4
Izzy blinked.
It was a long blink.
When he reopened his eyes, the sprite was still hovering beside him.
"Uhhhhhhh........." was all he could get out, the metaphorical loading bar of information within his head coming to a screeching halt and producing no shortage of error messages. "Are you.......... real?" he finally asked, his tone number than an anesthetized frostbite victim. Without thinking, he reached up to poke the tiny figure, his logical and concrete brain desperately needing proof that this was some sort of advanced hologram or elaborate projection of greenscreen magic. It HAD to be.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 12, 2012 23:04:59 GMT -4
"Hey! Get that grubby digit out of my face. Of course I am real!" she said, hands on her hips, looking a bit like Tinkerbell.
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jun 16, 2012 17:08:59 GMT -4
Izzy yelped and pulled his hand back. She was real! Somehow, in defiance of everything he'd ever learned about biology, he was talking to a real living fairy!
"OK, this is a lucid dream." Izzy finally announced, turning and starting to pace. "That's gotta be it. Nothing else works. OK, I'll go along with that. Sure. Hey, uh... Fairy person? I dunno your name..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 21, 2012 0:42:00 GMT -4
"It's Fera. What is your name, big thing?" she said.
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jun 22, 2012 23:27:00 GMT -4
"They call me Izzy." he responded. "And I dunno who 'they' are, before you ask. So..." Izzy looked around, not sure how to proceed, "uh... so, Fera, right? What's the deal with this place? I mean, you and that bed don't seem... like, compatible..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jun 27, 2012 16:46:10 GMT -4
"I don't live here. I just pop in every no and again. You know, to see if there is anyone fun around. Are you fun?"
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jun 30, 2012 20:17:06 GMT -4
"Well, I've been complimented on my quick wit and my self-deprecating style of doing everything possible. Does that count as fun?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 3, 2012 17:39:04 GMT -4
"I dunno, you don't LOOK very fun. Ohhh, but I can help with that!" she said.
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Post by izzyforizzy on Jul 3, 2012 23:10:29 GMT -4
Izzy raised an eyebrow. Weird as this was, NOW he was getting somewhere...
"You can help, huh?" he asked. "Alright. How?"
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