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Jonathan Galloway
Jonathan Galloway
Posts: 17

9/17/2015
(This will be simple RP. Follow the forums rules, please use correct grammar, and most importantly, have fun! I shall set the tone, add my character, and that'll (not) be the last time you see me. Also, at the end of your post, try to allow the others to piggy back off (see mine for an example.))

The wind was chilly around Fallen London, the "stars" twinkling above. The zee was flat, and some the residents of Fallen London were just waking up. One man stood above all though, quite literally. A 6"5' man made his way down the cobbled streets of Fallen London, his casual gray suit and scarf blowing in the wind. The gentleman made his way to the nearest cafe, and when he entered, he hung his coat and his gray hat on the nearby pegs. He went and sat in an empty booth, pulling a watch from his vest. A nearby waiter came, and he ordered a simple black coffee, in his high baritone sort of voice. The gentleman scratched his hair, and noticed how disorderly it was. Then, he noticed some blood on his knuckles. A quick wipe from his handkerchief took care of that. The gentleman seemed, in a way, perilous and urbane. The gentleman just was about to open the morning papers when someone walked through the door. They seemed...

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Seno
Seno
Posts: 77

9/19/2015
"Ah glad to see you like them. Oh and about the book. It was one of mine that flooded the court for a bit. It was a scandalous Gothic romance about the existence of a new type of honey apart from the regular yellow and the mysterious red. It's called Black or Dark honey that instead of bringing you to another world it brought some of that world to you. I was going over it here to try and incorporate some of it into one of my next books. While I can't produce any in Court for reasons I should be able to make a few more in Veilgarden. I recommend you give it a try and buy it... and I'm rambling aren't I?" the gentleman rambled then said apologetically. He then began to take out a pen and paper when...

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Aurel Faine
Aurel Faine
Posts: 29

10/4/2015
The server comes by and hands her the daily newspaper and a cup of chai. "Oh! You're in the shuttered palace, I'm in the court and I'm also on my last step towards being kicked out. Can't say I'm not shaken up, I don't know how people handle the court or how the dunces in the court even manage to get in." She cringes for a moment realizing what she's been saying. "Ah, I mean, that some aren't good." She pauses for a moment to acknowledge what you had said. "I haven't died yet but I've been exiled a few times. The tomb colonies are such a very dreary place and the thought of them makes me shudder. I've obviously been exiled for being extremely scandalous but I was also exiled while writing a play. It was heart-warming but apparently the Prime Minister, it's honestly not my fault a nymph landed on him, didn't like it." She snickers a bit but quickly clears her throat and fixes her gaze on you. "How do you like the palace?"

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Across the street you can barely make out a woman, she flashes a strange grin at you, her goggles alive in the night.
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