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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 22:02:32 GMT -5
Gargoyle Manor is really a mansion known for its oddly bright and welcoming appearance, then it's ghastly gargoyles contradicting its beauty. It was an odd mansion indeed, because it was full of gargoyles. 641 in total. It is closed off to civilians by the owner, who looks like a gothic Jenkins or butler or Uncle Fester. Someone like that. He's a creep too. Even weirder is there are 4 little kids who live there, and then 5 teenagers. And they're only seen at the private schools. People still tresspass on the territory as a dare to touch the gargoyles at the front by the water fountains that don't run anymore, except at night. You just tap them and then run back before Mr. Creepy can get you. All these dares are done by day though. No one does them by night anymore because of what happened to David Gareson. Supposedly, he lost his pinky and middle finger by touching the gargoyle with a collar reading Damon or Rowen (it switches depending on who you ask) at dusk, and they bit his fingers off. And then there are other stories... ...It's a fun place to go get creeped out. Said: Jennifer and Robert, 10th grade, English Advertisement on Creepy Places
Damon sighed as a small, yet very loud group of teenagers spoke of how to get over the fence and T.P. them. Poor Elwood. He always has to go through this... he pitied and watched as the sun slowly reached dusk. This is new. We can't change with all them here. he frowned in his head.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 22:11:17 GMT -5
((Lol. My character will be new for you! XD))
Brandon walked quietly, he had a glare set into his eyes. He was angry, looking around he saw some teenagers, he came up behind them slowly, some of tyhem he was taller then, others he wasn't. "Hey? What the hell are you doing around here!? Huh? Can't you find some better stuff to do? Like pretend you lost yourvirginity to a hot chick?" He snaed harshly, he looked over at the gargoyles and cocked his eyebrow. Awesome. The teen thought as he leaned against the fence, his eyes glared harshly, they were an icy blue colour, a mix off dark blue, light blue and white.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 22:16:52 GMT -5
((ya! the pyro kid! X3))
Some of the male teenagers glared at the kid, others ignored them and cheered on a kid that happened to get over the fence. The boy started to sprint to the gargoyle statues, suddenly tripped and fell, screaming. His foot appeared to be in a bear trap. The butler man came out, and the teenagers scampered off, abandoning the child.
"I sigh...I weep. Why doth thy youth constantly tresspass upon my home so dearest to me?" he said aloud as he freed the child, and watched him scream louder at what the man had said and then climb over the fence and run off. Edwood sighed and turned and bowed. "Forgive me for taking poor care of you, My masters." he said to the gargoyles.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 22:21:59 GMT -5
He watched what happened and watch the kid run off, he gave him a glare and tripped him once he got over the fence. Brandon laughed quietly and watched the man, he seemed very nice to the gargoyles. Hm... This place is to nice to set one fire. Damn it. I wouldn't do it anyways, bad luck. He thought and climbed onto the fence and sat at the top, but didn't go over to the other side. he was just watching his a curious gaze.
Poor old man, if I ever see those kids i'm setting their houses on fire and then their hair! He thought, eyes glaring hostiliy for a moment before he settles down again and just studied to gargoyles. They were pretty cool looking and he wondered why kids even bothered with that stuff.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 22:25:19 GMT -5
Edwood turned and looked at the boy sitting on the fence. "I would leave here if I were you, little one." he called out, sounding tired and old. The gates opened and 9 kids walked through the gates and looked at the boy on the wall with curious green or brown eyes.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 22:28:28 GMT -5
Brandon was totally silent he watched the man and then looked at the kids slowly, he studied everyone of them and then went back to looking at the man. He stared into his eyes from where he was perched. "Alright." The teen stated, he jumped down and stood on the ground in front of the fence, leaning against it.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 22:30:54 GMT -5
Edwood sighed in irritance. "Go home boy." he yelled to him. Most of the children had gone inside, except for one. It was a little girl with blond hair in pony tails and big, brown doe-eyes. She looked curiously at him, then stuck her tongue out and ran inside, giggling.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 22:35:41 GMT -5
He smiled slightly at the little girl and stared at the old man once again. "I'm sorry but I don't have a home to go to." Brandon replied, he wtched him with half-lidded eyes nd a tired smile, he was tired to. He had been working all day for people in random businesses to make some money to save up for himself in the future. I worked so hard today and made about 175 bucks... I'm pretty lucky, that's a lot.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 22:42:08 GMT -5
((what time do you have to go to bed?))
Edwood was about to reply to what the boy had said, when he noticed that it was dark outside,and that there were street lights coming on. I can't hold it! It hurts! one of the gargoyles told the elderly man, who turned around. "No! Master Rowen, there is still someone here!" he yelled and ran to a statue that was cracking. They all were cracking. 2 men became revealed first. The first one, before being seen, flew over and grabbed Brandon and yanked him into the yard as a curtain went in front of the fence. The gargoyle covered the boy's mouth to keep any noises from getting to loud. Behind him was another man, writhing in unknown pain. Edwood and 2 others people with demonic wings and tails helped the man inside. The man holding the boy sighed. "Why is it always kids?" he huffed and walked towards the door, his wings folding neatly behind his back and his tail disappearing from sight, going invisible.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 22:46:57 GMT -5
((In an hour and a half or later.))
Brandon's eyes were a bit wide and they went to there normal half-lidded bored tune. He sightly watched the man that was holding him and then looked away, he watched the ground quietly for awhile, not doing anything to stop him. Dammit. I worked to hard for this crap. Ah whatever! It was my own fault I guess, to bad for me. The teen thought shrugging slightly and letting out a breath against his hand. Brandon actually almost started to laugh at how unlucky he was that night and day, first he had almost been caught by the police and then he was punched in the ribs by some randon drunk guy and now this.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 22:55:35 GMT -5
((kk, 10:30 for me, which is in half an hour))
The doors to the mansion shut behind the man holding the teen. The man was about 6 foot tall with black hair that had been spiked out slightly, and there was a pony-tail going down the nape of his neck down to his mid-back. The man had blood red eyes and very pale skin, and was warm from the sun heating him up all day, but normally his body was very cool, like that of a stone's in the shade.
The man released the boy and watched him fall to the floor. "What is wrong with Rowen?" he called to a fellow gargoyle. This one was a woman with brown hair that fell down to her ankles, and dark red eyes and pale skin. That seemed to be a trait with these gargoyles, red eyes and pale skin. "Someone snuck in early this morning and put some form of acid on his wings and head. The burning sensation just kicked in 20 minutes ago, so Edwood and Rayinth are working on healing him. And why did you not leave when Edwood specified you go home?" she asked the boy now. The man looked at him expectantly. Other than not having a home, he should have gotten the impression that Edwood wanted him to leave. the man thought. "And tell us your name as well." he said.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 23:01:20 GMT -5
((Alright))
Brandon was silent for a moment, staring a the ground with an intense gaze. He brought ocne of his hands up and glared at it hatefully, it burned. "Hn. I don't think you even need to know my name. And I didn't leave because I couldn't move anymore." He stated, it was true, now he couldn't move, his body was cramping up in every single place, his bounds all crunched together. He slowly put it hand down again, it cracked multiple times in different places, sonding like someone was crushing them with a hammer.
"I'm sorry, but if I could've left I would've, but i'm in pain at the moment, can't really stand up. So to bad I guess." He stated casually, looking up at them with his icy gaze and sighing sadl, his throat even hurt and his eyes were burning but it was nothing but pain.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 23:04:59 GMT -5
"Your name does matter, boy. You aren't leaving for a while." Damon said, looking at him with intense red eyes. "And everywhere hurts?" he repeated for his own ears.
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Post by Koops on Sept 3, 2007 23:08:08 GMT -5
"Fine. My name is Brandon. And yes all of my body is about to shatter inside. But I can't really do anything about it at the moment. I'd rather be alone when I did it anyway." brandon stated, underneath his pants he let his legs and feet turn skeletal and he breathed in relief, slowly he stood and turned his legas to normal. They still hurt but that'll do for now.
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Post by Milk on Sept 3, 2007 23:11:22 GMT -5
"Did what?" Damon asked and grabbed Brandon's shirt collar and began to lead him down a series of stair cases. He paused outside at room that smelled of chlorine and water. He opened the door to reveal a pool and hot tub. "Get in the hot tub if your body hurts." he ordered, looking at the boy.
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