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 Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 1:59 pm
Intro
As you enter the room, you smell something that strikes you as a cross between glue and lilacs. Hidden in this room are many things, ranging from heart pills to diaries possibly belonging to... other creatures. One thing strikes you though, a giant metal box with a palm scanner on it. It appears to be important and very high tech. As you look at it, you wonder what it could hold, and yearn to open it yourself...
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:05 pm
Room Layout
This is what TLB's room looks like if you happen to be hanging from the ceiling:
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:21 pm
TLB's Diary Entries
A computer sits on TLB's wooden desk. This is where you can read about TLB's opinion of others and events that take place in the mansion.TLB
10-26-06
I had been sleeping in the floor of this mansion for these past few days, I was finally given a room. Now I can write.
A murder happened within a few days of my arrival. How very strange. I doubt anyone suspected me though, since no one knows about, well, you know.
I discovered a new tea recipe today. It was very good...
I have yet to make some acquantences, I'll get started on that soon. Rest assured, no one will find out what's in the delta case.
Au revoir,TLB (N. 19)
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:27 pm
The Closet of Doom
Where TLB puts her gifts
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:34 pm
Relationships
People who TLB has met and what she thinks of them
Master_of_Conspiracy
She's really nice. 3nodding But she seemed kinda shifty and junk. I couldn't really stay that long 'cause my heart was hurting and stuff.
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:37 pm
TLB's History
Do not read if you will mention this during roleplaying or spoil it:
"Brother," the sickly-white alien mumbled. "Where is my brother?"
"I'm here."
The little alien's eyes opened just a crack as she wheezed.
"What's happening?" she inquired.
The brother blinked away tears. "You're about to die."
The sister broke out in cold sweat. "Can I ask for one more thing?"
"Yes."
"I want a cup of tea," she whispered, and her body went limp. Just then, a tremendous amount of light soared right past the spaceship the brother had been on. It flew through the dimensions of time and space, and the brother watched it fade to nothing.
That was her, he thought as he began to plot a way to find his sister. I will find her, N. 19, even if it takes my entire life.
In a little abode in Barton town around twenty years ago, a child was born. Her curly hair gleamed like the moon, and was the shade of chestnuts in autumn. As she grew, she began to have an interest in tea and began to write letters to someone she didn't even know.
"His name is Thomas," the little girl would say. "He doesn't live in Gaia."
"But that's ridiculous," her mother would reply. "Everyone lives in Gaia. It's not as though you could go to the moon and settle there. Now please, Teya, go to bed."
But she wouldn't.
The little girl would stare out her window every night, as though waiting for something or someone to come. She would gain energy by drinking a tea she made known as "Zuro".
Finally, one night, she saw a beam of golden light shine down onto the backyard. Feeling energized, she snuck out of the house to see what it was.
Teya found at the very end of her parents' property, a metal box, with a stange red pad on top of it. She placed her palm on the pad and watched it slowly open.
Inside were teabags, and a letter.
It read:
Dear Teya,
I know this is very hard for you to understand, but you are not who you think you are. You are not from the time you live in or even human. You are alien N. 19, and I, N. 22, am also known as Thomas. Tomorrow night Her Majesty, Melia, is hosting a ball. I will meet you there and then take you back to the spaceship (what we tend to call our homes). You will know who I am because I will dance with Her Majesty (I'm pale with black hair and will be wearing a white tux), and then I'll take her to the balcony and knock her out. Then you may greet me.
Please come to the ball.
Your loving brother,
Thomas (N. 22)
She did not go.
Teya fell sick the next day do to pneumonia from staying out the previous night, and died at midnight
"No," her brother cried, an hour ago a streak of white light lit up the night sky. "I lost her and the love of my life." He held the mask he stole from the princess when he was at the ball on his heart. "I will return for her, and I will find N. 19, I swear it."
Eighty-seven years after her second death. N. 19 was reborn as TLB (Tiella Borchavik), professor and scientist at GMA (Gaian Martian Academy). She loved tea and wrote diary entries almost every day. She had short, ebony hair, and stunning brown eyes. Once, she was working extra late when a beam of golden light came pouring down from the sky.
TLB put down her stuff and ran outside.
When she opened the door, the first thing she saw was a large, metal box. With a letter inside contiaining information about aliens, her brother, her previous deaths, her past lives, and a lady he danced with at a ball...
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:40 pm
Da Rules
- When posting, please use (()) in OOC -
- Type in complete sentences with correct spelling and grammar -
- No **'s please*
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 2:57 pm
A Little Bit About TLB:
Likes: "Tea"
Dislikes: People who try and break into her stuff
Physical problems: No athlete, has heart problems (needs to take pills)
Resume: Was accepted into GSA (Gaian Science Academy) at age fifteen. has written the novel TLB, An Autobiography
Favorite color category: Pastels
Favorite class: Upper/Science
What's in that metal box of yours?: None of your business
Zurg or Red Bino: Zurg
Ron Bruise or Rancher Bill?: Ron Bruise
Sexuality?: Straight
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Posted: Thu Oct 26, 2006 3:05 pm
Gallery
Where TLB puts all her art
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 10:38 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 10:44 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 1:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 1:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 1:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 27, 2006 1:19 pm
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