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Maid RP Episode 1: Caught Somewhere In Time (IC)

Postby Rupudska » Wed May 23, 2012 4:21 pm

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A new dawn rose on the mansion of one Sir James Pierpont Tickford III. Set in the Central West portion of Queensland, Australia, it was quite remote. However, thanks in part to its dual basements and multiple cars. Miles of open road, countless video game systems, and endless dingoes to hunt out in the Queensland wilderness. As Master awoke, an extremely quiet (But loud enough to be heard) bell rang in the rooms of each and every one of his many maids. The windows cracked open, letting in the Australian summer air. The air smelled of adventure. And mosquitoes, but there was a Raid can in every room. Out on the deck, they were the size of fire extinguishers, and worked roughly the same way.




RRM-200 'woke' almost immediately. Her power kicked in with the ringing of the bell, and she quickly got up, made her bed, checked her oil temperature, got dressed, and headed out into the main building. She headed into the den first, cleaning up what little dirt and debris there was from last night's post-dinner events. She quickly piled everything into a trash bin that needed piling and, upon seeing it was full, emptied that into the main garbage chute in the hallway. Wiping her hands, she headed off to the garage to unlock the doors for Master's granddaughter, who was staying over the summer.
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Postby Hetland 2 » Wed May 23, 2012 4:40 pm

Xiaoli Feng had been up for about half an hour, not ever bothering to change into her maid outfit to begin the morning cleaning. Her pajamas were close enough. No time to eat this early, she'd figured that out years ago. Not to mention nothing was nicer than a good clean table where everyone could eat at, not to mention all of the spices. Oh god the spicy food... She pulled out a wash cloth from the inside of her pajama top and went to the sink to get it ready. She hummed quietly to herself and she put soap on the wet cloth and rubbed it in. She then turned and grinned to herself, "A clean table makes for a happy meal~" and she set about scrubbing the table. It was the first thing she did every morning. She was usually the first up anyways, today however... might be a little different.
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Postby Imperial--japan » Wed May 23, 2012 4:58 pm

As the bell rang Uryuu immediately got out of bed without the need to change, considering she wore her maid uniform 24/7, and bathed 2 hours before the bell usually went off. As the childish looking girl made her way out of the room. She made her way to the masters bedroom to greet and ask what he would like for breakfast today. Uryuu entered the room; hoping that she didn't awake the master if he was still asleep. When she saw that the master was awake she curtsied. "Good morning master I hope you had a lovely rest. If your hungry is there anything particular you would like for breakfast"? She said with a smile. She felt in a particularly happy mood today.
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Postby Imota » Wed May 23, 2012 5:27 pm

Otama was up about 15 seconds before the bell. She quickly made her bed, washed up, and changed into her uniform, then headed to the kitchen. She smiled, noting that everything was as clean as she had left it the night before.

She then went to Sir James's bedroom, but saw that Uryuu was already there.

"Um, g-good morning, Master, Uryuu," she said, curtsying.
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Postby Hetland 2 » Wed May 23, 2012 5:55 pm

Xiaoli heard the bells ringing, her cat ears perked up. "Hmmm... I wonder what's in store for this fine morning." She trotted up the stairs and headed to the master's room poking her head through the door, grinning lazily at the three already in there. "Mornin' Master. Mornin' Uryuu. Mornin' Otama." She looked around, "I see you guys are already dressed... good for you." She yawned, her cat tail waving behind her. "Anyways the table's all clean and set so we can have breakfast once everyone is up." She looked out the window at the rising sun, smiling to herself. "Today is going to be a fantastic day, I just know it."
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Everybody! Can you stop saying that the cargo ship sinking we have done lately was a war crime. We were trying to economically destroy the UK.
Mair glows brightly and transforms in a human, wearing a white cloak, "leave us"
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Postby Nature-Spirits » Wed May 23, 2012 6:41 pm

In the Maids' Quarters a young girl, laying down motionless in a rickety wooden bed, opened her black eyes. She slowly sat up (eliciting a shriek of protest from the springs in her mattress), her legs completely straight and her torso virtually unmoving, like a zombie awakening from a long sleep - which was quite a good analogy, really, considering she'd been dead since 1848.
Haruhi, for that was the girl's name, swung her legs out of her bed and stood, her black hair swaying around her head in an unnatural fashion. She quickly changed into her black maid uniform, which contrasted with her pale skin, and walked out of the room into the hall.
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Postby Agritum » Wed May 23, 2012 10:41 pm

Hetland 2 wrote:Xiaoli heard the bells ringing, her cat ears perked up. "Hmmm... I wonder what's in store for this fine morning." She trotted up the stairs and headed to the master's room poking her head through the door, grinning lazily at the three already in there. "Mornin' Master. Mornin' Uryuu. Mornin' Otama." She looked around, "I see you guys are already dressed... good for you." She yawned, her cat tail waving behind her. "Anyways the table's all clean and set so we can have breakfast once everyone is up." She looked out the window at the rising sun, smiling to herself. "Today is going to be a fantastic day, I just know it."

"I hope." a voice quickly muttered in reply to Xiaoli. Yumi was sweeping the kitchen floor, though with a much more ordinary broom than her usual gigantic one. The giant broomstick leaned against the nearby wall, gleaming in a sinister manner. Yes, the wood of that broom gleamed like a shining sword, when in contact with light.
Regarding Yumi, she had no problems in rising early. She was not prone to get tired quickly, and preferred to have some quiet moments in the morning, all by herself, where she could have mused about her existance and other things like that.
Raising her perpetually annoyed face to meet Xiaoli's sight, she spoke again.
"The Master may want to have his breakfast in his bed" Yumi muttered, lowering her head again and continuing to sweep.

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Postby Hetland 2 » Thu May 24, 2012 9:25 am

Agritum wrote: "I hope." a voice quickly muttered in reply to Xiaoli. Yumi was sweeping the kitchen floor, though with a much more ordinary broom than her usual gigantic one. The giant broomstick leaned against the nearby wall, gleaming in a sinister manner. Yes, the wood of that broom gleamed like a shining sword, when in contact with light.
Regarding Yumi, she had no problems in rising early. She was not prone to get tired quickly, and preferred to have some quiet moments in the morning, all by herself, where she could have mused about her existance and other things like that.
Raising her perpetually annoyed face to meet Xiaoli's sight, she spoke again.
"The Master may want to have his breakfast in his bed" Yumi muttered, lowering her head again and continuing to sweep.


Xiaoli's cat ears twitched at the sound of Yumi's voice, "Mornin' Yumi." She yawned again and stretched, "Well, Master, the coice is yours. Breakfast in bed. Alone. Or breakfast with all your pretty, pretty maids? Man I could totally go for some of RRM's cooking right now. So delicious... So spicy..." She stared up at the ceiling drooling a little at the thought of the android's inferno oatmeal. "Just add a dallop of Trinidad Moruga Scorpion sauce and it'd be perfect and some Infinity chilis as a snack."
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Harbinger of the RP endtimes.
we will send a air stare on libya if they don't stop their attack
The krang countered the wave with something. And continued to try and take over the decepticon seeker.
Everybody! Can you stop saying that the cargo ship sinking we have done lately was a war crime. We were trying to economically destroy the UK.
Mair glows brightly and transforms in a human, wearing a white cloak, "leave us"
"FIRE IN THE HOE" he bellowed before triggering the explosive.
Julius Ceasar was a normal 14 year old who played Elder Tale in Russia.
We have already established, more powerful beings are not a proper weakness.

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Postby Agritum » Thu May 24, 2012 9:39 am

Hetland 2 wrote:
Agritum wrote: "I hope." a voice quickly muttered in reply to Xiaoli. Yumi was sweeping the kitchen floor, though with a much more ordinary broom than her usual gigantic one. The giant broomstick leaned against the nearby wall, gleaming in a sinister manner. Yes, the wood of that broom gleamed like a shining sword, when in contact with light.
Regarding Yumi, she had no problems in rising early. She was not prone to get tired quickly, and preferred to have some quiet moments in the morning, all by herself, where she could have mused about her existance and other things like that.
Raising her perpetually annoyed face to meet Xiaoli's sight, she spoke again.
"The Master may want to have his breakfast in his bed" Yumi muttered, lowering her head again and continuing to sweep.


Xiaoli's cat ears twitched at the sound of Yumi's voice, "Mornin' Yumi." She yawned again and stretched, "Well, Master, the coice is yours. Breakfast in bed. Alone. Or breakfast with all your pretty, pretty maids? Man I could totally go for some of RRM's cooking right now. So delicious... So spicy..." She stared up at the ceiling drooling a little at the thought of the android's inferno oatmeal. "Just add a dallop of Trinidad Moruga Scorpion sauce and it'd be perfect and some Infinity chilis as a snack."

Yumi put the broom against the wall, before turning again towards Xiaoli.
"Morning, Fang-san." she muttered, before washing her hands in the sink.
"Two fried eggs, two strips of bacon, one grilled tomato slice, two buttered toasts."
Yumi turned towards the Nekomimi in an interrogative way.
"Would thhe Master like that?"

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Postby Rupudska » Thu May 24, 2012 2:16 pm

Hetland 2 wrote:Xiaoli heard the bells ringing, her cat ears perked up. "Hmmm... I wonder what's in store for this fine morning." She trotted up the stairs and headed to the master's room poking her head through the door, grinning lazily at the three already in there. "Mornin' Master. Mornin' Uryuu. Mornin' Otama." She looked around, "I see you guys are already dressed... good for you." She yawned, her cat tail waving behind her. "Anyways the table's all clean and set so we can have breakfast once everyone is up." She looked out the window at the rising sun, smiling to herself. "Today is going to be a fantastic day, I just know it."


Sir Tickford III sat up slowly, yawning, then looked out at the morning sun, which could be easily seen from his bedroom window. "Indeed. Today shall be a fine day." He got up, and headed into the bathroom where he shut the door behind him to get ready to seize the day. Which he almost always did.

A few minutes later, Sir Tickford III came out, fully dressed in a flat black Italian suit with an emerald green tie. He clapped his hands together. "Excellent. Time for breakfast."
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Postby Nature-Spirits » Thu May 24, 2012 5:34 pm

Haruhi was waiting in the dining room, staring boredly at the entrance. A breeze wafted her hair out of her face - or was it a breeze? - to show her pale face with her dark eyes and expressionless features. If one were to look for longer than a simple glance they would notice burns on her arms, the hands of which were clutching a mug of tea. She waited, patiently, silently, and motionlessly, for the master to arrive.
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Postby Imota » Thu May 24, 2012 5:37 pm

Otama bowed.

"Of course, mastah," she said. Internally, she rebuked herself for slipping into her natural accent. "What would you like to eat?" She hoped that the Master would choose her to cook. RRM-200 was a competent cook, she readily admitted, but she had her doubts about a robot being able to really pour emotion into their work.

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Postby Imperial--japan » Thu May 24, 2012 6:12 pm

Uryuu smiled as the others entered and kept that smile even as a question she already asked was repeated. "Well I shall leave you to attend to the master". Uryuu said to Otama. "I must attend to my other duties as well. Good day." She then curtsied to the master again, and left the room. For one she would go to the kitchen and make sure everything was in order. If the other maids had already handled that then she would clean other portions of the house that were most neccesary at the moment.
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Postby Agritum » Thu May 24, 2012 10:31 pm

Rupudska wrote:
Hetland 2 wrote:Xiaoli heard the bells ringing, her cat ears perked up. "Hmmm... I wonder what's in store for this fine morning." She trotted up the stairs and headed to the master's room poking her head through the door, grinning lazily at the three already in there. "Mornin' Master. Mornin' Uryuu. Mornin' Otama." She looked around, "I see you guys are already dressed... good for you." She yawned, her cat tail waving behind her. "Anyways the table's all clean and set so we can have breakfast once everyone is up." She looked out the window at the rising sun, smiling to herself. "Today is going to be a fantastic day, I just know it."


Sir Tickford III sat up slowly, yawning, then looked out at the morning sun, which could be easily seen from his bedroom window. "Indeed. Today shall be a fine day." He got up, and headed into the bathroom where he shut the door behind him to get ready to seize the day. Which he almost always did.

A few minutes later, Sir Tickford III came out, fully dressed in a flat black Italian suit with an emerald green tie. He clapped his hands together. "Excellent. Time for breakfast."

"Good morning, Tickford-sama." Yumi said, bowing. She then turned towards the kitchen's cooker, putting on an apron and grabbing all the ingredients she had precedently mentioned from the fridge and the cupboard. Instead of butter, she chose to use Vegemite. Yumi couldn't really understand what the hell that thing was, but well, everyone knows that Demons are of much more good tastes than Australians.
Putting the ingredients on the kitchen table, she started to cook the breakfast...

OOC:So, Het should roll my Skill, right? Also, does Yumi gets a bonus for wearing an apron when cooking?
EDIT:Okay, every player rolls for his character...

The Master and the other maids could smell a sick stench coming from the kitchen. The smell of burned things.
Yumi didn't really know what had happened, but maybe it was due to her not very decent cooking skills.
The ingredients for the breakfast where completely charred, lying in a still-flaming frying pan. The flames had reached the ceiling, leaving a very ugly black patch on it.

Yumi almost slammed her fist on the table in a fit of anger, before remembering that the Master was there with her.
"Sorry, Sir Tickwick..." she muttered, lowering her head in embarassment. Her appearance was cold and stark, but one could tell that the fire of rage was burning in the body of that maid, barely repressed by her rational feelings

OOC: Will Yumi get pardoned by Sir Tickwick? We'll discover it with another, spectacular roll! Affection skill!
EDIT:No need to roll, it seems. Waiting for Rup to post...
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Postby Rupudska » Sat May 26, 2012 5:15 pm

Sir Tickford sniffed the air. Whatever Yumi had been cooking, it was no longer recognizable as food. He shook his head. "It's fine, it's fine." Over in another part of the kitchen, RRM was preparing a different meal, sausage egg casserole, something she had started preparing the previous night. The smell was captivating, although looking closely you could see various peppers. One half had habanero peppers, one had jalapeño peppers. A second casserole, however, had ghost peppers. This one was mostly for her, Master, and Xiaoli.
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Rupudska wrote:So do you fight with AK-47s or something even more primitive? Since I doubt any economy could reasonably sustain itself that way.
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Postby Hetland 2 » Sat May 26, 2012 8:10 pm

Xiaoli looked at the food and winced. "Not the best start to the day. But don't worry! It'll get better! I'm sure of it!" She grinned happily, trotting into the kitchen, still in her pink pajamas. Cheerfully waving at RRM. "Mornin' Remi! Is there anythin' I can help with?" She eyed a ghost pepper and slowly began to inching her hand over towards it. She knew RRM would catch her. She just liked having a little consistency in her morning.
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The krang countered the wave with something. And continued to try and take over the decepticon seeker.
Everybody! Can you stop saying that the cargo ship sinking we have done lately was a war crime. We were trying to economically destroy the UK.
Mair glows brightly and transforms in a human, wearing a white cloak, "leave us"
"FIRE IN THE HOE" he bellowed before triggering the explosive.
Julius Ceasar was a normal 14 year old who played Elder Tale in Russia.
We have already established, more powerful beings are not a proper weakness.

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Postby Agritum » Sun May 27, 2012 4:38 am

Rupudska wrote:Sir Tickford sniffed the air. Whatever Yumi had been cooking, it was no longer recognizable as food. He shook his head. "It's fine, it's fine." Over in another part of the kitchen, RRM was preparing a different meal, sausage egg casserole, something she had started preparing the previous night. The smell was captivating, although looking closely you could see various peppers. One half had habanero peppers, one had jalapeño peppers. A second casserole, however, had ghost peppers. This one was mostly for her, Master, and Xiaoli.

Yumi took a close look at what RRM was cooking, before turning her back at her and making a somewhat disgusted expression.
"What the hell do they eat? Dear Beelzebub, it real: no one had got a good taste anymore!" Yumi tought, opening the cupboards and grabbing a pack of Zwiebacks. She also took a can of chocolate hazelnut spread, and began to smear it on the zwiebacks.
Then, Yumi deposed the plate full of zwiebacks on the table, along with a jug of milk.
"In case someone wants a...lighter breakfast, here it is" Yumi said nonchalantly, washing her hands in the sink.

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Postby Finorskia » Mon May 28, 2012 5:31 pm

Grigori Petrov (or I should say Viktoriya Petrov) stood outside the front door of house (though it was more like a modern mansion). He (or I should say she) was awfully confused about what was going on. Here he (she) stood in the middle of what appeared to be a sort of dessert, a female. The last thing he remembered was being in some alley in Moscow talking to some westerner who declared themselves a witch. He had said somethings (which in after though weren't to smart.) and found himself in a little bit of an uncomfortable pickle. He then tried to come up with a cunning plan of escape. Which failed miserably. The "Witch" said something which he could not quite remember and the next thing he knew. He was here, a she. She found herself in front of a house/mansion, in clothing that was awfully strange. She could tell she was wearing a dress of sorts with the appropriate undergarments. The dress was black. He knew this because the skirt area of it stuck out from the rest of the outfit, which was the strange part. Covering her torso was a grey coat akin to a Soviet officers coat. In fact the top of the coat was pretty much exactly that. However when it got to her waist it split and fell in a sort of semi-circle fashion. The coat was made of the sort of wool that a winter dress uniform would be made out of. On top of the torso area was red metal armor style chest piece and she was wearing shoulder guards in the same color and made out of the same material. On her head was an standard grey ushanka with a strange crest in the center of it. As she checked over the uniform she discovered that there was a hammer an sickle patch on her left arm. Though the material and climate should have made her extremely hot, for some reason she wasn't. Another interesting thing she discovered was that she knew her name, and her name. One was quite clearly female. One thing she knew for certain in all this confusion. Was that that witch was a sadist. All she had to do was find her and shed be fine. However, when she had tried to walk away from the house/mansion. She found she could not. So whatever was going on. She knew she had to be here.
Still extremely confused, Viktoriya gulped, raised her hand, and knocked on the door.

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Postby Nature-Spirits » Mon May 28, 2012 5:49 pm

Hearing the knocker, Haruhi raised one thin, black eyebrow, and walked to the door. Opening it fully to see Viktoriya, she stared the girl down, still clutching the mug of tea. Finally she asked, "Who are you?" Her voice was monotonic, completely devoid of life and emotion and her eyes seemed dead, lifeless. The most lively part of her, surprisingly, was her hair, which lifted in several tentacles and reached forth for the other girl's face.
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Postby Finorskia » Mon May 28, 2012 6:04 pm

"Uh...." Viktoriya backed away from the weird girl with the weird hair. "um...my name is Gre.......Viktoriya Petrov...um...who are you?" Her voice was nervous and it contained a heavy hint of a Russian accent. Though it would be hard to not guess she was from Russia even if she didn't speak. Her uniform spoke for itself.

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Postby Hetland 2 » Mon May 28, 2012 6:14 pm

Xiaoli noticed that RRM wasn't stopping her cheesy attempts at the Pepper. Which means this pepper is either for me or bad. Hmmm... I do help out in the kitchen alot. This must be my reward! She snatched the pepper up and popped it in her mouth, chewing quickly to break it up but not swallowing it. Unlike most Nekomimi, she enjoyed the taste of spicy foods. Her foster-parents always used to say, "You have cat ears and cat tail. Why you no have cat tongue" She felt the fiery taste rush down her throat. She frowned. "Seems like it was a bad one." She sighed, chuckling to herself, "Oh well. There's always next time."
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we will send a air stare on libya if they don't stop their attack
The krang countered the wave with something. And continued to try and take over the decepticon seeker.
Everybody! Can you stop saying that the cargo ship sinking we have done lately was a war crime. We were trying to economically destroy the UK.
Mair glows brightly and transforms in a human, wearing a white cloak, "leave us"
"FIRE IN THE HOE" he bellowed before triggering the explosive.
Julius Ceasar was a normal 14 year old who played Elder Tale in Russia.
We have already established, more powerful beings are not a proper weakness.

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Postby Nature-Spirits » Mon May 28, 2012 6:31 pm

"You may call me Shi-san. What is your purpose here?" Haruhi continued to stare at Viktoriya with dull, lifeless, black eyes, seemingly not even curious. However, behind the apathy she genuinely wondered what this Russian girl was doing at the house. "Wait.... Are you a Soviet?" She'd been existent at the rise and fall of the USSR, long after her death, and she had a fairly good memory. However, despite the question, her tone didn't seem to convey that she actually cared; far from it, it seemed as though it was simply a passing thought. Her hair retreated warily, suspicious of the strange girl.
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Postby Finorskia » Mon May 28, 2012 7:45 pm

"Um...I don't know what I am doing here, and I don't think I'm a soviet." She looked back at her clothing and gulped. However with the strange girl in front of having retracted her strange hair. Vikoriya felt odd about the girl in front of her. First off she seemed like she was dead. Secondly she was wearing a maids uniform. "Um do you have some strange sort of fetish, or are you actually a maid? and are you alright? You seem very pale."
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Postby Nature-Spirits » Mon May 28, 2012 7:54 pm

"Very well." Haruhi shrugged. "Now, in answer to your question, yes, I actually am a maid. This is the house of Sir James Pierpont Tickford III, though we maids often simply call him 'Master.' And in regards to my pale complexion, I am fine at the moment. Though, I must warn you, terrible things have happened to some of those who've consorted with this family...." She lifted up her arm, showing Viktoriya the inside of her elbow, where a nasty-looking burn stood out like a sore - literally.
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Postby Finorskia » Mon May 28, 2012 8:01 pm

Viktoriya backed away from the scar a look of both disgust and horror on her face. She then quickly regained her composure. "Well um...I currently can't leave or go any were else then towards the door. So I think I am supposed to be here." She told Haruhi.

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