Salutations all! CrymsonShokwave now back in the site with an RP in mind. I hope I am not rusty at this though....anyway, this is an Invite Only roleplay. So, any requests to join this will be directed to my Talk Page! Thank you in advance and happy roleplaying! :3
Overview[]
No one has ever heard of a certain mansion that has reside in the outskirts of Station Square in over 300 years, until a certain contest over a TV commercial was announce to have a select few to spend six days and seven nights at Sweeney Manor for vacation. Well, all was fine and dandy for the vacationers and a couple of newlyweds until strange occurrences have been happening in the middle of the night. It is a mysterious case that has yet to be solved, until they found out the history and who the mansion use to belong to........
=Rules=
-Keep Roleplay at PG rating. Saying "crap", "damn", and "hell" is acceptable.
-No innuendos nor explicit content in any manner whatsoever.
-Godmodding is a DEFINITE no!
-Please wait patiently for other to post their edits, can't let them be left behind on all the fun.
-No veering off the plot........obviously.
-And above all: Have Fun!!! :D
Participants[]
(Again, this is an Invite Only Roleplay. Direct your request to my Talk Page to participate.)
-CrymsonShokwave (owner)
-Frost the Wolf (President of the Redundancy Club of Redundancy)
-Saren (Everyone's favorite weed man.)
-Richbob2(Doom)
Involved Characters[]
(This Role play will have a requirement of one or two characters of your choosing. After a certain amount of characters have been reached, I will begin the Roleplay.)
-Crymson the Cat (CS)
-Burg the Hedgefox (CS)
-Satic the Cat (FtW)
-Eclipse the Spellcaster (FtW)
-Exspira the Iberian Lynx (Saren)
-Transford the Hedgehog(Doom)
Roleplay[]
It is a normal summer day in the town of Station Square, much has changed throughout the months with our fellow Mobian friends. Including one fellow feline working in the Knick Knack Display store. "Don't forget to place the snow globes in the back. Can't let anyone try to take one of them away from here."
"Sure, Mr. Vick." The black feline with her red hair tied in a ponytail, red work shirt, blue jeans and a wallet with a chain on the right side of her hip, hoist the medium size box up with both of her hand. Crymson has been a stocker for the Knick Knack Display store for almost five months now, trying the best she can to save up to pay for the countless bills at her home. Who else is going to pay rent? Crymson brought the box to the back of the small store and placed it on top of the other boxes against the wall. "That should do it...." She huffed, eyeing at her watch that reads 3 o'clock. She turned back around to the main part of the store as she closed the back room door shut. "It's exactly 3, guess it's my time to leave?"
The store owner nod once, handing a small, white envelope to the feline. "Before you head out, make sure you do a quick walk through of the store to see if anything needs to be stocked or fronted."
Crymson received the envelope, tucking it in her back pants pocket for the time being. "Sure thing." She gave the owner her name tag just as she proceed her way slowly through the small aisles, scanning carefully for any out of place spots that needs to be fixed.
'Come on.. Where's the bogo crab legs.." One yellow furred lynx with greyish hair reaching down to his shoulders, an open hoodie, a brown shirt with a few ratty holes in it and the words 'I suffer from scrooge syndrome' visible. Lastly he was wearing a simple pair of cargo shorts.
The lynx, or Exspira if one listened to his ramblings, had been floating around the store and through merchandise on his quest for buy one get one free crab legs.
An orange cat with electric blue eyes and wearing a white shirt, blue and gold jacket a necklace with a ring on it, and blue shoes entered the store. He scanned each aisle as he passed, looking for someone. At last, he spotted who he was looking for. He quietly approached Crymson from behind as she was putting items back in their proper place. "Need any help with that?" he asked kindly.
Crymson, who has recently married thw orange feline, turned to him with line of red appearing on her snow white muzzle. "I'm just about done, need to place one more figuring on the shelf before I clock out." She said as she placed a porcelain, dancing ballerina on the shelf next to a small frog with a lillypad on it head.
Soon enough, Exspira was starting to get frustrated at the lack of crab legs at the store and was about to storm out. Up until a fancy bauble caught his eyes, this bauble being a simple trick yoyo you can buy at a dollar tree for one dollar.
Crymaon turned her head at the lynx mobian eying the little yo-yo on a small shelf. "That's $1.06 for the yo-yo, if that is what you're interested." She offered with a little smile.
The orange cat, Static was his name, looked at the different items lining the shelves. Ever since Crymson started working at the store, Static became quite familiar with the layout of the store and where things were. One of the things he loved about it is that there were new items to see almost every day. He occasionally even purchased an item when he found something he liked. Today, however, there wasn't anything in particular that caught the electrokinetic feline's interest.
After placing one last figuring in place on the second shelf, Crymson turned her head to meet her gaze at her new husband's electric blue irises. "So, what brings you here, Static?" She purred slightly.
Exspira jolted in surprise, he wasn't paying any attention to his surroundings so he was quite surprised to hear Crymson speaking to him. Though, after a few seconds spent regaining his composure he turned and thanked her before grabbing the Yo-yo and heading for the checkout area.
"I'm here to walk you home from work." Static said. "Remember?"
Crymson nod her head once at the lynx before lowering both her ears down. "Oh yeah, I keep forgetting that you pick me up from work. Sorry," She chuckled in an embarrassing manner, scratching the back of her bright red hair. "I still tend to forget things while my mind is busy with work."
"Busy day?" the orange cat asked. A small smile formed on his muzzle; he thought Crymson looked cute when she got a little embarassed.
"Just about," Crymson replied. "along with some ranting customers and broken figurines I had to pick up. Other than that, business was okay. And I managed to receive my paycheck!" She brought the same small envelop she put in her back pocket out to show Static.
"Great!" Static said, "You earned it!"