Welcome To Our Mansion. [Horror RP!]

Alice shook the boy's hand with a polite smile on her face. "Hello. My name is Alice Bell and I live just down the street from here." Alice looked towards Charles, almost forgetting, and told him, "Thank you. I'm so glad to have been invited."
 
"I... s-sorry Sir." Timmy said, casting a quick glare to Suzuya at his comment. He lived on the streets, what did people expect? Surely Charles, the apparent owner would have known vaguely who his letters were going out to. He had to know one was going to a boy living in a dumpster of all things. Nevertheless he faced Charles. "That would be very nice, Sir." He said, bowing slightly. "I am Takeshi Ito, though uh, everyone calls me Timmy." He said, slightly louder so the rest of the group could hear.
 
I walked over to where Timmy and Charles stood. Giving Timmy a small bow, I turned towards Charles. "I'm quite sorry to intrude on your conversation, sir, but I just finished preparing the dining room, and I wanted to know if you had any more tasks for me." I asked quietly, a small smile forming on my lips.
 
Sebastian

The male had taken his sweet time preparing himself. He looked smart as he observed himself in his mother's full-body mirror, the suit having been well-tailored and fitting him well. Despite the clean cut and ravishing appearance, you could tell he was unhappy. Why did he have to go to this silly get-together? He had an exam the next morning.
With a heavy sigh that made his shoulders slump, he shoved his hands quietly into his pockets and made his way out of his mother's bedroom. The woman was downstairs, having resumed her home responsibilities of cooking and cleaning. His father wouldn't be home until late, as per usual. The male absence never quite bothered Sebastian growing up. If anything, he preferred it. His mother was always much calmer and happier when he wasn't around.
"I'm leaving," he called out, listening for a reply. When he received a muffled; "Have fun!" over rushing water, he assumed he had the okay to leave.
The air was temperate against the pale of his skin as he made his way down the street. Out of those who'd been invited, he was the one who lived farthest. About a block or two away. It was nothing gruesome, but it was one of those instances he wished he didn't have to trudge himself there.
When he found the house in question, he figured he was one of the later ones to arrive. The door was closed but voices could be heard from the other side, signifying that, yes, he was a bit on the later side. Nonetheless, he stepped himself up the steps and rapped his knuckles gently against the darkened wood.
 
.: Monica :.


Waving at the guest, she walked away from the door to see she
went to tell the maid to set the table, though, apparently she had
already set the table.
Two small girls came in first. One with black hair, one with white,
ha. "Welcome, my name is my Monica, and here is my darling husband,
Charles" she smiled innocently, even though, she was anything but innocent.















.: Ai :.


She stepped inside, it was even more wonderful than the outdoors decoration.
There was silk curtains, beautiful food setup, white couches, white flooring,
She hated to be in such a white room, what if she spilt something? It'd never come out...
She nervously inched to the dining room where everyone was at, looking at the
few guest. They were introducing them self, so she should too, probably.
"heh, and I am Takara, Ai" she smiled softly.
 
Hearing the rapping of knuckles on the mahogany door, I stepped away from the two men. Opening it half way, I saw what appeared to be another guest. "H-hello. Are you here for the p-party?" I asked in a shy voice. I wasn't used to being very social to others besides the owners of the mansion, due to the constant moving and few visitors.
 

.: Charles :.

"And I am Charles, I've lived with my Monica for as long as I can remember...moving from town to town, But we wanted a new space and took up lot here, so I do hope you'll have us." He spoke to the guests, Smiling that eerie smile before Charles grimaced once more towards Timmy, though all in all it was just an Cruel act to embarrass timmy, he knew fully well who he had invited to this party, people of different status And personalities, all for the cause of the game tonight going splendid.

Snapping his fingers before he ordered the maid.
"Go show Timmy to the changing area, and please Provide him with more suitable clothes for the party, After that you are to attend to the guests in the dinning room before they grow peckish, I also hope you Have prepared something marvelous for our feast." He ordered.

Hearing the door caught his attention, calling out to the newcomer. "Please, Make yourself at home! We are Heading for the dinning area if you would, the feast is about to start." he finished, yet before he even Thought to go to the dinning room himself. he offered Monica his hand, staring at his love with nothing more Than admiration. "Coming, dear?"



.: Suzuya :.

"Just down the street? I haven't really seen you.." The albino spoke out of curiosity, because it was true, he Had not seen Alice around before and that sparked his interest, on the other hand he put a finger to his Eye and stuck his tongue out at Timmy, acting childish in response to the glare as he walked inside the mansion.

Once actually indoors, Suzuya couldn't take his eyes off of all the decorations. mouth gapping in awe as he Tilted his head back and stared upon the diamond chandelier that glowed fine in the sunlight sprouting from The Stained glass windows.
Then darting his eyes towards the elegant silk red and gold carpet lay upon the white marvel flooring all the Way up and down the halls,
Though it was not long before the albino started switching his gaze towards all of the expensive vases Adorning each end table stationed at the corner of the halls, plus the expensive paintings of old kings and Long vanished legends.

"Wow...Can I live here?" Suzuya spoke absentmindedly, shoving his hands in his pockets to resist the urge To steal any of the decorations.

 
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Curious to see where the boy was headed, Alice decided to follow him. She watched as he explored the house a bit. She laughed to herself when he asked if he could live here. 'What a strange young man, indeed.'

(Going to sleep. Night.)
 
(I'm late to this but, I love that Alice is noticing Suzuya's odd behavior~ <3 It makes me giggly.)
 
I gave Charles a curt bow. "This way, sir." I murmured to Timmy, leading him upstairs to the chancing room. "J-just feel free to choose whatever suits you." I say nervously, my hands folded neatly infront of my dress.
 
With childlike wonder, Mary examined the house. It was huge! There was even a stained glass window and a giant chandelier!
"Pretty..." She gaped, rushing over to a large painting hanging by a staircase.
 
(Just wanted to say I will be replying to this shortly, as I wanted to give a chance for the others to show up. <3 )
 
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Timmy chose the first thing that fit him. Thoroughly embarrassed, he quietly asked the maid girl if there was a more private place where he could change. Or at least for her to leave the room for a moment. "S-Sorry..." He mumbled again, to no-one in particular.
 
"There should be a changing screen in the corner." I replied, staring at the ground with my light blue eyes. "Um... I'll just be downstairs." I murmured, then stepped out of the room, gently closing the door behind me. I hurried down the stairs, quickly making my way to the kitchen.
 

.: Charles :.

As Charles waited for Timmy and his maid to return, He went over to the girl named Mary Onette's side, Crossing his arms behind his back as he asked her a very simple question.
"Do you like paintings? "
Before the old man followed up with "This one is called Frosted Rose, the picture as the title would suggest Depicts a rose covered completely in ice, frozen to the petals and it's very core. there is actually real gold Encrested into the frame itself and bits of melted silver in the ink in this painting, though my Wife loved it so Much that we imported this fine piece straight from London." after he was finished, he gave Mary that eerie Smile Charles was getting known for by his guests.

Though behind his friendly Fa?ade, it was getting harder and harder by the second to hide his amusement at How calm his guests were, they were so unknowing to what horrors await them after dinner, it took him all He could not to burst into laughter at their foolishness for even entering his mansion. after all, no one ever Comes back for a second visit after the game ends.

.: Suzuya :.

Feeling like he was being watched, Suzuya darted his eyes around the room as if he couldn't pinpoint the Location, though it was quite painfully obvious that it was only Alice beside him, he was just fooling around, Soon enough finally settling his gaze onto the quiet girl.

Trying to seem really suspicious like a child playing cops and robbers and slowly raising his arm, he set his Finger upon his stitched lip in a 'shh~' manner.
He probably didn't want her to tell the others what he just said, then again he didn't really care, but it was Better not to start any funny business yet. "Alice, right? We should probably get going before they start Eating without us!" the boy blankly stated, not sounding worried or excited, more like some kind of soulless Voodoo doll. it was kind of weird how the boy's mood changed so often..

 
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Mary soon realized that everyone else had gone to the dining room. She walked quickly into the large room, smiling at the sound her heels made on the floors. Click*Click*Click She hummed a little tune to the rhythm of her walking. The girl examined everyone else, too. A few people caught her eye, but she wasn't sure of their names yet.
 
I started to mix the batter for the cake, after taking out the main course. Turning away from the cake, I glanced up at a clock on the wall, just as it hit 7:30. I let out a tiny sneeze as I whiped the flour from my hands, getting ready to bake the cake.
 
After having changed, Timmy joined the rest of them in the dining room. His eyes scanned the room, again making a note of everyone and trying to gauge the situation. He hadn't said much yet, and to be frank he wasn't planning on changing that. He hated talking, it always made him look like a fool compared to other people. So instead he folded his hands behind his back and just watched.
 
After pushing the cake into the oven, I silently stepped into the dining room as the guests came in. I watched them from my spot right next to the kitchen door, staring at my brown ankle-high lace up boots, a look on my face showing my shy and timid nature.
 
.:Koko:.
Koko had followed quickly behind the others, watching as everyone gathered and a few even talked amongst themselves. There was another boy, one who had been called smelly, and he had introduced himself as Timmy. He also remained silent like her, and that was fascinating. Koko didn't expect anyone to feel as strange as she did, so she slowly crept over towards him, standing beside him quietly and fidgeting with her hair.
"Hello." She murmured.​
 
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