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 Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 3:13 pm
Anna grinned, then looked down at the phone as the loud dial tone was made, assuring them all that the woman had hung up. She checked her ring-watch-awesomeMcSpakkypants item. "OK, we were on with her for six minutes, that's 60 points, we changed the subject twice, that's another 100, we passed the phone, therefore getting her to repeat her script twice, that's another 10 points...OK, so we got about 170 points on her."
((Believe it or not, there are actually rules and a point system to Torment the Telemarketer(Yes, it's an official game!). For the R/PS, click here.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 4:12 pm
(( xd ))
The limo driver was indead listening. He kept his face smooth but on the inside he was busting out laughing. Dakota had picked the weirdest bunch of people, that was the only thing he was sure of. But it was pretty funny to listen to them.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:23 pm
Mort's eyes shone bright with joy. He bounced in his seat with excitement as he exclaimed. "Wow! 170 points? What's the highscore?"
((Ugh. I hate making such short posts but there's not much else for me to do. When do we actually get where we're going?))
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:04 pm
((I'm now going to keep track of my occasional tormenting, it's the best way to improve your mood. And I do agree with FV, when are we?"
Ainsley first shied away from Lysander, until he spoke. It confused her why he needed to put an arm around her, but it probably just helped him act. She was about to squeal and cry out, 'you're not supposed to touch there,' but was disappointed when the dial tone rang out. She laughed out loud then, and reached up to wipe the tears from her eyes. She wasn't sure if Lysander was going to immediately flinch away from her, but in an effort to not be rude or hurt his feelings in any way, she stayed underneath his arm. She did raise an eyebrow at Anna's calculations, "There is actually a game? Wow..." she shook her head, wondering if she actually was the only one who hadn't heard of the official game. Then Mort's excited question reassured that he joined her in the ranks of clueless-ness. She knew she could probably always count on him to be there. No offense or anything.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:17 pm
(( I concur. Where is this other p***s? )) Lysander leaned back, smile still gracing his lips. He actually didn't look evil when he was smiling. Well, not evilly smiling. And he actually looked decent. When he heard of the point system, he blinked.
"Hmmm... an actual game around pestering telemarketers... I'll need to remember this one."
Lysander stayed where he was, blissfully unaware that he still had his arm around Ainsley. It's not like he cared, anyways. He had so much arm candy before that he was used to having his arm around something. In fact, many girls enjoyed his embrace just because of his temperature. He was a human space-heater. Whenever he walked into a room, the temperature always seemed to be warmer. Well, depending on his mood. If it was bad, then the temperature seemed to drop. Besides, it wasn't like it was a horrible thing that his arm was around Ainsley. He showered daily. And his soap smelled good.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:27 pm
((Didn't we give up on him a long time agocou?))
For some reason unknown to her, Ainsley, who still had goosebumps from earlier but ignored them, warmed up quickly. It confused her. Having read a lot of romance novels, though being completely inexperienced otherwise, she thought it may have been a...sign. Even though she hadn't thought about being attracted to Lysander she couldn't help but blush. Remembering his comments towards Anna, she reached up, pretending to wipe off the remaining tears, in a feeble attempt to hide it. She did duck her head down, to hide it more, but his pleasant scent drifted to her. It took all of the manners her mother had drilled into her not to fling away from him and bury her face into her knees and hide for hours later. To keep attention away from herself, she asked Anna in her normal voice, "What else affects the score?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:58 pm
"Well, the main scoring is ten points for every minute you're on the phone with someone on minimum wage, it's fifteen points if the phone is passed to someone with higher paying than minimum wage, and 25 points for every minute on the phone with more than minimum wage. There are a bunch of other little things, but I'm not going into that now." Anna's parents and her were pretty much socially excluded, so the only calls they had were from telemarketers. Anna played this game all the time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 9:46 pm
Nicky glanced at Sasha. She knew, most likely, she had confused her. She turned her head and relaxed herself. "Alright." She smiled brightly as she stopped at a door. She opened the door to a room that was a mix of a bedroom and a living room. "Oh. That is fine." She said as she walked in. "You can take a seat if you want." She told Sasha.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 9:55 pm
A conversation helped Ainsley relax against Lysander. She firmly told herself that he wasn't going to try anything, and if she did she could always stop him. Besides, it was good for him to actually interact with everyone, she wasn't going risk making him stop. Silently, she wished she had known about the game before. Her mother was in a large amount of debt, so many debt relief agencies and credit card companies frequently called. It would have been fun to tease them a bit instead of focusing on how severe the situation was becoming.
Sasha could tell Nicky relaxed, and decided maybe the could go to second base or something. She wasn't exactly sure what second base was, since she usually went straight to third, but now it was however far Nicky'd let it happen...if it happened at all. She sat comfortably on the bed, having been on strange beds before, looking up at her friend. "Are you willing to sit beside me? Or are you a little worried I bite too hard. She did not hide the fact that she did bite, even though her question was fully teasing.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 10:26 pm
Nicky looked over at Sasha and smiled while blushing. She walked over to a closet and began to search through the clothes she had. She pulled out a a simple dress and looked over at Sasha. "Um. Let me get some clean clothes on." She walked over to the bathroom and she changed quickly not wanting to be rude. She went out of the bathroom and sat on the bed as well. Oddly, Nicky laughed lightly. "I bite as well."
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 8:27 am
((alrighty...we has a problem....we need one more girl....I got two guy profiles this morning and I'm too nice to turn anyone away...So the sooner we can get this last person the better...so ask around... Oh and the updates and story so far posts have been updated! ALL HOUSEKEEPERS NEED TO GO TO THE UPDATE PAGE AND LOOK UNDER ANNOUCEMENTS...or is it events?....either way GO NOW!!! Pm me if you have a question about my secrets...^.^))
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 11:00 am
Will sat inside waiting for her to arrive, "She's late," he muttered. Only a few minutes had gone by, but it was alright by him, she had her reasons. He pulled out a notebook and started writing in it. The words flowed like water, he was working on a third novel already some of the characters based off of people in the mansion, some from his past. Well it was his third week here already and he had been invited to something by Miss Dakota and was waiting for her.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 11:55 am
The limo driver turned the corner and stopped infront of Will's house. The driver was curious to the reasons as why Dakota would invite someone as close to her as him but of course it wasn't his place to question. He got out and opened the door for Will. "Mr. Will" the driver said with a bow. He handed Will a letter that was hand written by Dakota herself. It was short and said only this..."Don't let the others know what you know." She had confided in Will what was too be going on and she wanted none of that to get out just yet.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 12:14 pm
Will walked to the limo and took the letter he nodded when he read it and got in. He had half expected her to be there, but well, then again, she was busy running things. He sighed and closed his eyes after getting in, if anything he was going to relax, limo, mansion, what else could he need?
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 12:22 pm
((ALRIGHT!!! ITS NOW TIME TO START THIS THING!! After everyone get another post or two in its going to become night time. The limo will arrive at the mansion at a crazy hour in the morning, with everyone sleepy and stuff. Nothings going to get explained (Dakota is banking on everyone being to tired to want to ask questions yet and just to wait till the morning.) so its going to be funny after everyone is escorted to their rooms and the wake up later in the morning....that is going to be awesome.....anyway....so we'll just wait for everyone to get a couple extra posts in before the new day begins.))
The limo driver shut the door behind Will and got in the limo himself. The limo took off towards the highway, the quickest way to the mansion. He was to call when they got close, but he knew it would be some crazy hour in the morning before that happened. The sun was getting lower in the sky anyway. Soon the sun would set on this day and the night would begin. Oh how the driver couldn't wait to get home, to sleep in his bed.
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