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supernatural hotel ~rp~

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Horcrux wrote:
I've been away for a while doing exams and such and I need something to relax me. Nothing is more relaxing than many roleplays.

Moonlight Resort, a hotel funded by The Council (the most powerful organisation for supernatural creatures). The hotel is only visible to those who are not "normal". Most creatures stay for long periods of times while others work here for a living. But anything out of order will be known by The Council - so stay safe

Basically only a few characters can be part of The Council (MUST only be living in the hotel, not working) and they are some what superior characters but can obviously not chose to kill another as that isn't quite fair ;3

name: Rowan McCloud. // Sammy King.
age: 19 // 24
looks: http://timel0rd.weebly.com/index.
what are you?: Elf (bordering on more dark elf) // werewolf.
are you part of The Council?: no. // no.
guest or worker?: worker // guest.
other: She is a very powerful and wise elf. someone you do not want to double cross. She has fought in several wars and is skilful with a bow. However she has always been against The Council so be very wary of her breaking the rules. // he witnessed the slaughter of his pack during a grave war between vampires and werewolves so is very on edge around the race. Currently a lone wolf, seeking a new partner after his was murdered several years ago.

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Horcrux wrote:

come on guys ;-;

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name: mella. / ben.
age: 20. 23.
looks: bon-bloody-jour.weebly.com
what are you?: witch. / mind control.
are you part of The Council?: no. / yes.
guest or worker?: worker. / lives there.
other: on that weebly, kids. mella works there as a room maid and at the reception, too, to earn her keep and be able to live in the hotel. / on dat weebly also. he has a lot of power within the council and likes to use that to any advantage that he can.

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Horcrux wrote:
um I suppose you can be in
I can also smell some fun between ben and ronwan.
but we can just start because I am like that.

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Rowan tapped her fingers very lightly against the reception desk, she was wearing a plain white shirt, a small gold plated name badge and a black skirt with light denier tights. The outline of her body underneath was visible due to her almost lack of bra. What she had on was a white lace, no padding or cup shaped, bra. Her ears had a small point to them that added an almost elegant touch to her overall appearance. Working here was dull but she had to earn money some how.

Sammy was sat on a sofa in his two roomed suite. The first room had a double seater sofa, a fairly well sized tv and a small kitchen. While the bedroom was found in the room behind with a joined on toilet. It was a comfortable place to live however he craved company over everything else. He moved forward to grab a drink and accidentally hit the glass off the table, causing it to shatter. "ugh for god sake." he muttered at himself.

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ThugWorkout wrote:
oh why thank you ;-)
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ben had recently made a return to the hotel, after having somewhat of a vacation away from the place. he needed time to think over the new plans the council were prepared to introduce, however he on the other hand wanted them enforced immediately. he went in, a large grin on his face, his hands in his suit trouser pockets as he headed over to the desk, noticing rowan. "I expect that my room has been kept clean and free of others, yes?" it was fair to say rowan had a reputation between the council.

mella was taking what she presumed would be the only break she would have for the day. she'd been rushed off her feet for most of the morning already, how all these guests caused so much chaos in their rooms, she wasn't sure. she sat down on the little stool she had put herself in the cleaning room, popping her beeper on the ground, she slipped out of her high heels that she wore. she let out a deep sigh, wiggling her toes. at least this job kept a roof over her head, and that was all she needed. her family weren't exactly welcoming of her powers.

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my pleasure :*
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Rowans eyes locked on Ben, he was the councils most frequent resident at the hotel and she wished he would stop coming back. "there may have been a bug infestation, can't quite remember if it got dealt with." she gave him a smile with her red plump lips. Slipping her hand into a drawer and handing him the key to his room. "any problems, feel free to call down to the desk.. " she let her words trail off. Showing no real interest in him at all. Which isn't something tend to show council members. They are royalty of the supernatural world, people should practically bend down on their knees for them.

Sammy looked around the room for some form of brushing utensil. He growled lightly under his breath when he failed to find anything so grabbed the phone and dialled the number for a maid to come up and help deal with the situation. He was told there would be one there as soon as possible. He sighed, flopping down on the sofa and feeling worse than he had before. It was a long time since Sammy had been truly happy, come to think of it.

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ben raised both eyebrows at her, the attitude she gave him immediately displeasing him. "I suggest you fix your ways, before I cut your pay. again." he smirked and took the key from her, sliding it into his pocket. "and if there's any problems, I expect you to get them sorted, immediately yes? good. enjoy your day." he slid a $20 note across the counter and then headed for the bar, to get himself a pre-drink to start the day. it was how every day should begin, in his opinion.

mella let out a grumble, hearing the beeper go off once again. so that was her break or the day, perfect. she stood up and slipped her feet back into her heels, wincing slightly, she smoothed down her skirt and headed for the room that was calling. if she were able to use her magic, she may have enjoyed it more. however, the council had put a stop to it, sayng that it was an easy way of getting around the job. she walked up the stairs with her little trolley, and knocked on the door. "maid service!" she called.

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Rowan rolled her eyes at what he was saying, she had no care for him or what he did. "It is neither my job to adjust my attitude nor clean rooms, especially not for cut prices. " she took the money off the counter and shoved it away, now feeling more annoyed then before. People like him ruined her days completely. She looked over at John, an orc with a hideous looking face. A smile appeared on her face, seeing him made her know it was her break. Slipping down off her chair she landed silently on her black heels. "have fun" she said softy to him before leaving the reception.

Sammy heard the knock on the door and raised himself to his feet, avoiding the glass with a small amount of effort. He opened up the door to see Mella. He had seen her around the place whenever he left his room - which was rare - but never this close up. "uh, come in.. sorry.. I didn't mean to stare." he moved aside for her, feeling embarrassed at himself for staring. "I dropped a glass by accident, and for some reason rooms don't come with brushes to sweep things up."

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ben smirked to himself as he glanced around, keeping his head held high. he was dressed in a light grey blazer with matching trousers that were fitted perfectly, along with a crisp white shirt and a black tie. it was obvious he had some kind of importance, and he did very much so. he had a lot of power within the hotel. he went into the bar area, ordering himself a whiskey, swiftly guzzling it down.

mella plastered on the face smile she always gave when the people eventually opened the doors, and this time was no different. this guy had disturbed her break and she really wasn't feeling up to the whole jolly act she was supposed to give. "don't worry. I get it all the time. not all of us witches are green and covered in boils." she went into the room and glanced around, raising an eyebrow. "looks like this whole place could do with a tidy."

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Rowan was more then a receptionist at the hotel, she was a protector of it. Sometimes people stayed, they broke the law, she dealt with it swiftly. Some people within the hotel management agreed it was the right way to do things. The council, however, did not agree with this method. But Rowan did not see how it was fair to let a killer run free while the council just wipe his mind. In her opinion they deserve to die. She wondered around the lower ground of the hotel, gazing at a vampire lying in the shade on a deck chair. He was holding a girls throat against his lips, she appeared to be a fairy so he must have been having the time of his life. Turning away from the outdoors she met eyes with an elemental. Harry, he was hired as the hotels ground keepers because he controls earth. However the council band him using his powers - something Rowan was most definitely against.

Sammy shook his head a bit, "wha- no. I just. You are just so beautiful" he turned his head away and moved towards the small counter in the little kitchen area. Pulling himself up onto it. "Don't worry about the rest of the room, I'm sure I can deal with it later on in my day." he watched her carefully. She looked slightly annoyed at him, he probably was making her life busier then it needed to be.

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ben sat down on one of the stools at the bar, looking around, he crossed his arms over his chest. he liked to stay in the backlines, not get too involved int he hotel. he felt no need when there were people hired for that, people who's job it was to monitor the others' behaviour, make sure not too much trouble was occurring. but beasts would be beasts and there was nothing he could do to stop that. he ordered another drink, picked up the glass, and began to slowly walk around.

mella laughed softly, blushing just a tad. she was glad she wore a lot of make up, it helped a lot in some situations, such as this. "thank you for that." she picked up her dustpan and brush from the little trolley and knelt down on the floor, sweeping all the little bits of glass up, she put them in the small bin in the room. "it's kind of my job.. so do you just want me to clean the room and make things easier on your behalf?" she smiled, turning to look over at him.

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Rowan spoke with Harry for a while before hearing a faint scream from the pool. She turned around sharply to see a dead fairy at the feet of an unknown vampire. She enchanted a bow and arrow quickly from the air. Aiming perfectly on the vampires heart before taking the shot. It all happened within a matter of seconds. His dead body flopping to the ground, partially in the sunlight, along side the dead fairy. "What a waste" she muttered to herself. Allowing her bow to vanish into the air as she strolled outside. The only sound heard being her heels gently hitting the ground. "Don't worry everybody. it is all under control" she knelt down beside the two dead bodies, her hand running through the dead girls hair, "such a waste" she repeated again.

Sammy had his eyes on her the entire time, she was bloody gorgeous. Of course he had to be realistic, she was just here to clean his room. "Well I suppose you could. I mean. I haven't had much company today so this is a good enough excuse to get som-" he paused, his senses tingling. Vampire blood. He jumped off the counter and went over to the balcony door, opening it and looking down at the dead vampire. "Another one dead. Vampires are always causing trouble here. What's that, the second one this month" he looked away from the balcony, his eyes shining a golden yellow.

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ben head a couple of yells, and a few people panicking, and he sighed, walking out to where the chaos was being caused. and of course, rowan was there. he glared at her, his eyes penetrating into her, gaining control over her mind before speaking into it. 'what have I told you about this? get to the board room, NOW. we need words.' there was no way that he could have her killing people, just because they had killed one of her kind. he picked up his glass and walked down into the basement area, to the main room where meetings were held.

mella could feel his piercing eyes on her, and it scared her a little. she wasn't particularly fond of the idea of being demolished by a werewolf, it wasn't on her list of to do things. she stood up and tucked her hair behind her ears, following him over to the balcony, she looked down. "they can't help what they are. a lot of them were not born that way, you know." she smiled a little, looking up at him, into his eyes. how stunning they were, goodness. she hadn't noticed before. "your eyes.. are they different now?" she asked.

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Rowan winced when she felt him inside her head, it felt like he was holding her down and trapping her within herself. She frowned, rising to her feet and waving her fingers around the pair. a small tent rising with "no entry signs". She turned away and nodded at some people to get things cleared up. Slowly she headed towards the board room. She knew she was screwed now, but did he not understand that justice was needed. If that makes her the bad guy then so be it. Walking in behind him she let the door shut behind her, her eyes locking with his. They were almost the same height, due to the heels she had on. In reality she was a lot shorter. "Bring on the lecture then." she said in her gentle voice.

Sammy shook his head a bit more, "they become different people when they turn. New people. Reborn. they lose all their humanity because it gets taken from them. Yet people give them sympathy." he sighed a little, glancing at the mirror to see his eyes. "Yes, sorry. It happens from time to time. When my emotions run high or senses are that of my other form" he ruffled his hair a bit, looking at her carefully. "They will dim down soon" he smiled a tad.

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ben knew his power could be too strenuous on some but in a lot of cases it was needed. he waited there, his hands behind his back, until he heard the clicking of her heels on the concrete ground. he looked at her when she came in, looking straight into her eyes. he was furious with her, and she knew that. "you cannot go round simply killing people, rowan!" he began, slamming his hand against the desk. "do you really think what you did was justified?"

mella shrugged. "to me, they cannot help themselves. much like I cannot help it when I use my spells to get what I want. and when you transform when there is a full moon." she smiled and looked into his eyes just for a little while, shrugging. "don't be sorry. they look beautiful when they're like that. there's not many creatures here that have the ability to look beautiful." she went back into the living room part, and began tidying.

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Rowan sat herself on the edge of the desk, keeping herself calm. There was no point getting angry with him. "You almost look cute when you are angry Ben." she stated, letting silence fill the air for a moment. "Of course it was justified. He drained her dry. No remorse for her family. Her life. He didn't leave her with any chance of survival. Why should he get that chance? he deserved to die in a much more painful manner so you should be thanking me, rather than hitting your precious hand off of this fine oak wood table. oh, my bad. It is mahogany." she let het right leg cross over the other.

Sammy rubbed his hands together, "they should be able to control how much they kill though." he shrugged off his hatred for them, looking back at her. "You don't need a power to look beautiful" it slipped out of his mouth as quick as the thought had came to his head. "I mean.. Uh ... I didn't mean to say that out loud" he ruffled his hair uncomfortable. He wasn't very good when it came to holding back. He did very little 'thinking before speaking'.

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