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 Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:35 pm
It starts out as nothing more then an tiny little ad in the newspaper, an occasional poster stuck to a pole... You don't even notice it, really, or maybe you always tried to, but it always seemed like something made your eyes slide away from the words written on the crumpled paper. (It always seemed crumpled, the ad, never new. Even in the newspaper.) However, one day, it changes. Maybe you were just walking down the street, or flipping to the funnies on a Sunday morning, but it happened. You could read the words. Forlorn Wishes, hangout to all races, all genders, all sexualities. And then there was more, underneath those fragile yet bold words. It listed off a street address, which you would never quite remember the words to but would forever know how to get there. The owner was listed as well, one Nai Phobos... Plenty of other things, whatever a little cafe, or bar, or whatever this was (it never quite stated) usually put in an ad. However, also listed were some strange words. They were this: Templum ero forever dedi , quoad vos habitum vestri terminus of bargain quod addo haud vulnero illis intus.Somehow, even though you may never have read or heard the words in your life before this moment, you know that they offer safety for those who need it... And terrible pain for those who would dare bring any sort of bodily harm to the occupants in such a place. The words are heavy, and you instinctively know they can be easily carried out And then, one day, you decide to go there.
The reason doesn't matter. Out of curiousity or for a genuine reason, you go.
And here you are.Welcome to Forlorn Wishes.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 2:55 pm
Forlorn Wishes Forlorn Wishes is an odd little place, taking up space in what used to be an old hospital. It was a very old hospital indeed that used to reside there, called Queen Hospital. For the longest time, decades in fact, no one so much as glanced at the large empty lot, the abandoned hospital building standing there like some sort of monument. Then, on one cold April morning, when the rain was pouring at its worst, the hospital suddenly reopened, filled with all sorts of odd characters. They were scarce, to be certain, and just about most left after only a few days.
If anyone cared to look the place up, they would find in the records that the hospital had been bought by one Ms. Phobos and redesigned into a place of her chosing. Most people forget exactly what she remade the place into because of certain ancient pacts and clauses which shall not be mentioned, but some will usually land on "hotel" or "cafe". They never quite make up their minds which one it is. Poor dears.
The truth of the matter is, however, is that Forlorn Wishes is everything and anything, and hosts just about the same. Being a very unique individual herself, Ms. Phobos decided that such an interesting place should never go to waste, and with a little help from certain shady individuals, opened the place again. It really doesn't matter how long anyone stays, because the place is merely a sanctuary, whether temporary or permanent. There are lots of rooms, being a former hospital and all, and the inside is quite a colorful array. It's like a collage of the world... Everyone will find a room or hallway that suits their tastes, whether it be the dreary and classical atmosphere of a vampire, the colorful and plant infested walls that would make any druid or dryad feel at home, or agonizing white that most asylum residents would beam at.
Oh. Right. The dryads and vampires and all that bit. You see, Forlorn Wishes hosts supernatural entities. Well, most of the time. Humans are just as welcome as anything else, because quite a few of them have enough sixth sense to see what goes on through the large windows.... A little school girl will get scared of a pale-faced, odd colored eyed stranger leaning near the entrance, scowling like he really doesn't want to be there... Marie, from that Catholic school just down the street, swore to her friends one day she saw an angel hanging around, grinning and ever so handsome.... (They never saw Marie again. If anyone came looking, they were greeted by a cheery, eyepatch'd blond who informed them that Marie had run off with a lover.)
It's a fantasy and supernatural world, right, mixed with a dash of normalcy. There's a bit of drama here just as the next place.
Would you care to stay a bit?The first floor is quite large, once you get past the giant brick walls that surround the place. It consists mainly of a bar, many many tables and chairs, and a few other things, such as stereos and a bit of space cleared up for a dance floor. There's more miscellaneous things upstairs, including five or so pinball machines and sofas, but once you get past that first floor and introduce yourself... Well, let's just say that Ms. Phobos could probably do a Noah trick and house two of every creature in that place. Well, maybe just one of every creature. It would be too crowded with the former. And interspecies romances are always fun.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 4:27 pm
Rules 1. Swearing is allowed. Just don't shodding overdo it, y'bloody wankers. 2. PG-13, for the love of the retarded kiddies andor virgins on the site. Please? 3. I might be a mean sarcastic witch at the moment, but that's only because I feel mean and British right now. ;D Don't take things too personally here, especially when it regards me. 4. Speaking of me, I am now officially God. Well, in this thread, anyway... Anything I say, goes. 5. I'd like to keep this vaguely RP-ish, please? So be at least semi-lit. Proper capitlization, grammar, et cetera, et cetera....
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