Amelia Syrus
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7/15/2016
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Situated in a secluded address off Ladybones Roads. A voluptuous townhouse is situated far from the main streets and currently brimming to life with guests.
The invitation seemed simple. “You are cordially invited to a soiree where we can discuss this Election. Bring your Sunday best while chatting with refined supporters in comforting confines of a humble abode.” Though the invitations have simply been marked by a mysterious benefactor whom goes by V, plenty of people in all lives of Neath come in and out the doors. Some are heated in debate, others enjoy the array of hors o'devours and cuisine situated in the dinning hall, and others have taken to the private rooms situated on the second floor.
Come in, relax, and feel free to chat with all patrons.
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[ An Election/casual IC chat thread for everyone. Just remember to be courteous to others. ]
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Amelia Syrus: A Drunken Thief For Hire.
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Professor Strix
Posts: 616
7/16/2016
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While everyone is busy discussing the candidates, an impeccable dressed gentleman with a charming smile enters. No one dares to question if he belongs there or not. He is just too handsome and sure of himself.
No one sees him pocketing everything he can from the nibbles trays, with swift sleights of hand.
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The Inescapable Professor, London's Most Academic Detective. Open to consultation from Mondays to Fridays, above the Silver Binding bookshop, Veilgarden. Half the payment in advance, half after closing the case. No refunds.
"THIS SATURDAY, in MAHOGANY HALL, delight your eyes with the DARING FEATS of the DAPPER ESCAPIST. Gape at his CHARM and WIT and his CLEVER TRICKS OF ILLUSIONISM. No mirrors used."
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Social actions welcomed. Will take menaces if not currently grinding that one stat. Send them and cross your fingers.
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My alt loiters suspiciously if you want to:
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A Dimness
Posts: 613
7/17/2016
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"That's because," the Mirthless Colonist quickly answers as he puts on his overcoat, "The Contrarian's playing into exactly what a Tomb-Colonist wants. Venderbight and all the other little swats are terribly dull places to live, Tomb-Colonists live for entertainment, they drink poison and spar recklessly to escape the eternal boredom. You'd see why a contrarian fellow like the, er, Contrarian, who seeks conflict for his own enjoyment would play into the hands of us Colonists." With that, he grabs his cane and walks off. "I might be back later, but I'm not certain. There's many thing London has to offer, and I'd rather not dawdle at a single place for too long."
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A Dimness
Posts: 613
7/15/2016
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I say, Amelia. What a delightful house you live in! Quick question, is that grass and are those trees genuine? It must cost you a fortune to keep them alive down in this darned cave!
Right, you wanted to discuss the election. I myself still support the Contrarian. You might've heard some peculiar things about what goes on behind closed doors in his headquarters, but I guarantee you it'll all end topside up, don't worry. The Contrarian is a very sharp man, he'll know how to tackle it.
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Hark DeGaul
Posts: 208
7/16/2016
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"A mayor is a power," Hark sighs from their seat on the windowledge, "And London desperately needs power. It's either this or ask the Prime Minister on the Surface. Gladstone may have been able, but Rosebery is useless and Salisbury is ancient. Much better to have someone down here who can act. Still, one is beginning to fear that none of the candidates truly care for poor London."
Nearby Hark's plus-one is having no such fears. Hebediah positively bombards all who will listen with praise for the bishop. "...Any chap who can smack a ball for six against Summerset's finest surely deserves the vote! Not to mention his tiger-wrestling prowess or his singular ability to twist the laws of biology into a lamarckian model! Mayor? The man's a saint!"
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That Vicar Who Ruined the Royal Wedding for Everyone (including himself): http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Hebediah%20Fix
The Dreaded Relative: http://fallenlondon.storynexus.com/Profile/Your%20Aunt
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