Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 9:05:27 PM)
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Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:09:12 PM)
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Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:15:00 PM)
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Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:15:00 PM)
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Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:15:24 PM)
*Room 103, it was always room 103. Something about that number she liked. Sitting in the middle of classroom 103 there was a girl teenage girl sitting on a very Queen Anne style chair made of blue velvet and mahogany toned wood. With blonde color hair she was draped over chair with her long bare legs draped over the side. She was dressed in a looked like a short dress made of white ribbon. Very thin, almost to the point of being Elyse’s bony texture. Her eyes looked a little glazed over, deep green eyes and she didn’t seemed to be moving. Drugged..highly drugged. *
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:19:06 PM)
*A single table was sitting in the classroom facing the girl, behind it sat Elyse. Her perfect features, placid and without any sort of feeling or emotion. With her golden curls pulled back in pony tail tied with the same color of ribbon as the make shift dress. Boney but nimble fingers held a paint brush dipping into a deep red color. On the other side of Elyse were three unpainted doll heads that had already been carved out bit where looking for live giving colors.*
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:21:25 PM)
*Madison was donning his usual fancy duds tonight, minus the hat. Hair in his eyes and hands in his pockets, he wandered about the place until he passed 103. a quick doubletake brought him back to the doorway, and after spotting Elyse he strolled on in with a grin*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:26:39 PM)
*The undead doll didn’t seem to notice Madison at first. Suddenly rising from her seat, pushing the chair back across the floor with a scraping nose like nails on a chalk board. Picking up a wooden palate of colors and her brush she made her way over to her ‘model’. The all to fail looking Primogen, sat herself down on the edge of the chair next to her drugged up damsel. Lightly red color was applied to the tip of the brush wiping the excess off on the side. A careful hand for one without gloves reached over, beginning to apply the color to her living dolls lips. Why didn’t she just use lipsick?*
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 9:27:16 PM)
*Benjamin knew where to go; where else? This whole "Connection" business was turning out to be quite convenient. as though passing suggestions were a direction rather than opinion. Eyes. He walked into the room dressed down in what appeared to be a 1940's outfit; nice old slacks and a white button up accented by black suspenders. A tipped bowler hat sat atop moppy brown hair. There were the right eyes. Potentially . . . *
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:29:44 PM)
*With a nod for Ben he crept quietly to a spot that gave him a good view of the proceedings. He watched silently, head canted to one side as he considered the project in progress*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:36:19 PM)
*She was in a trance like stat focusing on nothing but the color of this girls lip ‘s. A top coat of bright red, then accented with a lightly darker color in all of the right areas. Careful to put a clear looking coat of some kind to give them a shine set off by the rooms light. When this was to her liking Elyse tilted her head to side examining the angle. Only then did she get up. Setting the palate down, foot steps fame close to Ben, looking up at him with her eyes. Hands enclosed around his shoulders, pulling him forward towards the girl, as she took steps backwards without looking guiding him. Like he was doll himself she directed him to stand behind the model’s chair. She would finish with him in a moment. Darting eyes now set on Madison. Still she had not spoke*
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:40:36 PM)
*He stood with his arms folded over his chest and his chin held high. A silent vigil as Elyse arranged another player on the field. When she looked his way, he met her gaze with a smug look*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:40:49 PM)
*just as she had done with Ben, cool dead hand emerge on Madison, this time it was his wrist. But till leading him towards the drugged up girl who looked so dazed she was not even aware that she was a person in this world. With both boys placed near where she wanted them, Elyse took a step back to take in the stage. Clasping her hands in a prayer motion, bringing them forth to touch her lips looking as though she was in deep thought, making very serious considerations about a few things*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:41:16 PM)
(( lol if he dont' want to move we can make some strength rolls or some such thing))
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:41:46 PM)
(He's not trying to be a doll, so yeah. Derangements ftw.)
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 9:45:10 PM)
*He watched studiously at Elyse's painting motion. Delicate decisions, precision. As she approached him, he tensed slightly and relaxed again when she put her hands on his shoulders. Repositioning without a fight, Ben smiled craftily as he was placed just right.*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:45:49 PM)
(( 1 die one sucesss woo!!))
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:47:39 PM)
(2 suxx+1 potence)*He pulled his wrist right out of Elyse's grip, speaking through clenched teeth*I don't wanna.
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 9:51:39 PM)
*Ben suddenly took a step away from the chair, eyeing Madison with a fiercely protective gaze. Voice still smooth as silk, he spoke:* "Careful who you're dealing with, Madison. Primogen."
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:53:23 PM)
*Once free of her grasp, he backed off a couple steps with his palms up*No offense, but I'm not a toy.
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 9:54:01 PM)
*When he pulled his wrist away from her Elyse pulled her own hand up to her mouth slinking back suddenly, her lips slightly parted as if she was in shock, but the emotion did not move through to her eyes. Settling her eyes on him for a moment not sure what to make of this. Eyes slowly dusting over to Ben, she stepped completely away from Madison* “It is no matter…but you are mistaken, we are all toys…it just depends on to who”
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 9:55:59 PM)
I can't say I share the sentiment*He relaxed visibly when there was space between them again*Even if there is some truth to it.
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 9:56:20 PM)
*As the tension slowed, Ben nodded to Madison with acceptance, eyes still primed. A glance at Elyse, brow-twitch. Unclenching hands, he returned to his position behind the girl, attempting to stand just as he'd been placed. Camera*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:01:35 PM)
*There was something of a chuckle even if it was mechanical that spilled from her lips at Maidson’s words, not seeming to agree with him either. But not important enough for her to put any sort of fight into it. Stepping over to Ben’ her cold hands reached up cradling his face for just a few second* “You are adored by your family.” *That was all she said before stepping away again to consider the picture she was painting in real life. Something was missing…*
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:02:36 PM)
*He settled back in to watch, silent once again*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:08:28 PM)
Her name is Claudia, born into a world where she had everything in her gilded cage. Her husband Niles loves his wife…but she has problems of her own. A secret wish for death, for hers, for his, for anyone. It does not matter to her. One night she decides to leave a beautiful corpse…but how? Most woman choose poison. Very few shoot themselves. *She turned to both the boys asking the question, looking for their help to complete her little story and perhaps her storybook image*
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:13:48 PM)
*He blurted out the first thing that came to mind....it went right past his filter*Might I suggest autoerotic asphyxiation? Poetry in motion, if ever I've seen it.
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:20:40 PM)
*Ben blinked a bit, curious about her strange story. Not quite sure how to react, he opted for silence. At Madison's blurt, Ben looked over to him in surprise:* "Odd choice."
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:22:21 PM)
*His shoulders raised in a shrug*Not if you want front page headlines.
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:22:38 PM)
*Hearing Madison’s choice the doll like creature thought of that for a moment, her eyes looking to ben judging his reaction before she made her own choice.* Madison is very creative. Do you have another suggestion Ben? Otherwise I am afraid I may have to go with his choice…
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:25:36 PM)
*It was far from comfortable for him, as was quite obvious, but playing the game, Ben spoke:* "Iron maiden. Nothing quite like the classics."
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:32:55 PM)
*When she saw that her good friend was not having very much fun with her little game the fun of it suddenly disbanded, and she as not sure why. There was no long any interest in it for her. Slowly she stepped back shaking her head once* Some other time then. Maidson? Are you interested in a dinner? *She asked offering the girl. That sat before then.* If you prefer privacy…
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:34:43 PM)
(( test ))
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:34:50 PM)
(( welll, butt ))
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:34:53 PM)
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Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:35:11 PM)
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Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:35:17 PM)
(( oi oi oi ))
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:35:21 PM)
*When she saw that her good friend was not having very much fun with her little game the fun of it suddenly disbanded, and she as not sure why. There was no long any interest in it for her. Slowly she stepped back shaking her head once* Some other time then. Maidson? Are you interested in a dinner? *She asked offering the girl. That sat before then.* If you prefer privacy…
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:35:38 PM)
She's all yours. I prefer my vitae with as few chemical additives as possible. I will take a raincheck on the performance though. Next time I may even opt to play along.
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:37:27 PM)
*Ben blinked a few times and smiled at Elyse quickly. Looking down at the floor for a second, he paused and thought for a second. Shaking his head Benjamin moved to sit down.*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:42:25 PM)
Of course, perhaps a scheduled play date. I well remember your preference. Sometimes the screams are a bit more fun any way. *She also sat down folding her hands in her lap looking to the other family members as if to say she was all out of ideas now. Though she certainly did well at ignoring the girl now.*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:43:43 PM)
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Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:45:08 PM)
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Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:45:16 PM)
(wb)
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:46:00 PM)
*He smirked at Ben*We are just terrible mood killers.
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:51:07 PM)
(( sorry guys WtA kinfolk crisis...little busy))
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:51:21 PM)
(No worries)
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:56:57 PM)
(( I should probably take off to sleep before working tonight. I'm sorry I can't stay longer. Onna these days I'll not be workin . . . ))
Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:57:06 PM)
*Ben waved his hands dismissively, appearing quite apologetic.* "No no, don't let me be the reason for spoiling the fun. It's simply not my appetite. Allow me to give you two a little peace." *Stopping only to give Elyse a winning grin and Madison a steady eye, Ben departed.*
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:57:16 PM)
(( ni ni))
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:57:32 PM)
(( I am going to log off this char and deal with this anyway))
Elyse Benson (Jan 28, 2011 10:57:34 PM)
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Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:57:50 PM)
Take care*He tipped a hat that wasn't there to Ben*
Madison Bailey (Jan 28, 2011 10:58:14 PM)
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Benjamin Wey (Jan 28, 2011 10:58:22 PM)
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