Could I join with a female please? ^^

Of Course!

Is it required to have a real person faceclaim for your character, or would it be acceptable to just describe their appearance?

nope! It's just there if a person wants to use a picture. You can describe their appearance! :)

I have to admit I have no experience in horror rp but it doesn't mean I don't want to give it a try. I would love to join but I'll probably wait on everyone to post their characters, mostly because I want to think on them first and also even out genders if i must.

That's fine! And You are most welcome to join! If need be I'll be another male!

OK! And I'm guessing we post our character skels on the board? If not I'll edit this post.

Name: Henrietta Snow Age: 27 Major: Undeclared Sexual preference: Lesbian Bio: A high-school dropout at 16, Henrietta spent most of her adult years working odd jobs at odd hours, sometimes of dubious legality. After coming into a large sum of money through means which she'd rather not specify, she was finally able to pursue a college education, though she hasn't quite decided what it is she wants to study. Henrietta isn't the best student, but she tries her hardest, and gets on well with her classmates. Personality: Henrietta has a brash personality, and typically comes across as an "all brawns, no brains" kind of person. She's not much of a talker, but very sociable. She always says what's on her mind, however crude or inarticulate it may be. She's very confident when she's in her element, but totally lost when it comes to things like academics. As she spent most of her life working manual jobs in places like warehouses, shipyards, and truck stops, she's used to being "one of the boys," but prefers the company of other women. Appearance: Henrietta is 6' 1", with a broad frame and lean, well-defined muscles. She has a very pale complexion, with pale freckles and green eyes, and mousy, light-blonde hair usually tied back in a sloppy bun with a large plastic clip. She has a wide jaw and a handsome face, with a small scar across her left eyebrow. She dresses in plain, boyish clothes. Love interest: Open Other: "Henrietta Snow" is an alias, and her real name is unknown. She's good in a fistfight.

Name: Faye Rossi Age: 24 Major: Wildlife Conservation/Ecology Sexual preference: Bi-Sexual/Curious Bio: Currently a waitress at a local bar, Faye has always pulled everything together to make it on her own. She got her high school diploma and switched from job to job, sometimes having more than one at one time just to support herself. She moved out of her house at the age of 17 and roomed with some friends, never looking back at the wreck of the life she had lived before with her drunk mom and nonexistant father. She's had to work for every penny she's had and use scholarship after scholarship just to pay for college. She's always had a passion for animals and exotic places, making her want to be a conservationist for endangered animals, and save a bunch of their precious lives. Personality: Faye is a sweet, endearing girl who loves to be with her friends. She's very calm and level headed, and really good with giving love advice. She's pretty open with being attracted to both males and females, figuring if people can't accept that she shouldn't associate with them. Really, Faye just wants people to accept her for who she is. Appearance: The Book Of Love Is Long and Boring Love interest: Little bit of a crush on Max~ Other: She has a serious sweet tooth and is nearly always carrying lollipops.

Name: Lucifer “Lucius or Lu” Adrien Age: 25 Major: Animation and Character design Sexual preference: Pansexual Bio: His parents wanted him to be something great, like a doctor or something, only to be slap in the face when he proclaimed he wanted to be an animator. They were disappointed with his career choice and he was disappointed with their lack of support above all else. Which is why he get so defensive when people poke fun at his life choices. Even though they are still the ones that paid his way into college he is still the one supporting himself for the moment but a break and some mansion will probably be the best place for him to finally be able to relax. Personality: Quick to anger and easily get stressed out. He is a very private person that will always respect another person privacy as long as you respect his at all times, which means no looking at his sketch books without his supervision. He is very private with it art but not so much when he’s doing it out in the open unless you are breathing down his neck. He has personal space issues and doesn’t like being touch sometimes. Other than that he is a very calm an quite person with self-inflicted insomnia, mostly because he goes for several hours without sleep and hates alarm clocks more than anything, even though he has used them during school. He not much of an interesting person, he a bit socially awkward and inverted but when he opens up he’s just full of sass and sarcasm. He loves reading and playing video games and is not ashamed to watch children movies at his age. Appearance: He is a very strange character to look at but his face screams tired. His eyes just look dark and baggy, even when he is well rested he still looks the same. He has disheveled black brown hair that’s usually messy. He usually has a goatee and also a 5 o’clock shady when he is not talking care of himself. His right eye is basic blue and his left one is a dirt brown. He is short and lanky and not very athletic but still masculine enough to look male. He as light olive skin but is pretty pale since he doesn’t go outside very much. He is always considered himself a sad sack. Love interest: Disinterested, maybe the rp could change this.
Other: He gets pissy when people claim that being pansexual means he’ll love anything at a drop of a dime when in actuality that is not the cause. He refers to himself as Lu Adrien for he fears that if anyone, especially religious types, learn of his true first name they’ll never let him live it down ever again. He frequently draws all the time and is actually aggressively private with them. Is a smoker and addicted to coffee and energy drinks.

Awesome guys! I want at least one more person to join so ping your friends~ And I will be adding the owner brother man person as well!

Hey do you want to join?

Rad! If need be, I can double as a second character. Preferably a female, unless you think we need more males to balance things out.

Hey, I see you need another person in your RP, is this still open?

yes it is! Just write up a skelly!

Kk, thanks!

Name: Revon "Beelze" Leif Age: 22 Major: Programs designer Sexual preference: Asexual Bio: Currently a programmer-for-hire, he never really had a real job. Sure, he had part-time jobs here and there, but he always came back to programming. He supposedly even had ties with Anonymous in the past, yet there are few facts to back this up. He lives in a good-conditioned apartment, sharing rent with his older sister. At the age of 17 his parents died, both due to lung cancer. He once had a girlfriend that helped him since his parents' died, but after three years of being in the relationship, she died from a car accident on a highway after they had a heated argument over him not being able to get a "Real job". Personality: Usually calm, almost to the point of emotionless. He tries to keep to himself, but if he opens up to someone he is really a kind and sweet-hearted being, though this is a rare case. He is also very sarcastic around people he doesn't like, and is a stickler to his attitude on people, which means if he has a view on someone's personality as bad, it's gonna stay bad, unless they can manage to somehow change his mind. Appearance: Revon has slightly messy, black hair, and he stands at 5'9". He has emerald green eyes, a lithe body shape, and has slightly pale skin. He has a clean-shaven face, with no stubble showing (Unless you look close enough, of course) Love interest: (Formerly) Tecira Riel Other: He usually carries his phone with him.

((So we are going to start tonight! I'll edit this post with the intro. Also with the bedding situation, there is four rooms with king sized beds and the other four are two twin sized beds))

The Bed and Breakfast was closed for the week as it was the trial week of the house. There wasn't any staff as Max wanted to cook for his friends. The house was restored along with replacement for furniture that was beyond repair along with some modern furniture put in. The house had a staircase in the front hall where a ledger was for the guests to sign in.

A sound of a camera shutter startled Max. "What the hell Chandler?" Max looked to his sister as he put a hand over his heart. "Sorry Maxy~" Chandler smiled sheepishly. "Why don't you go get the extra sheets in the basement?" Max asked his sister as he was making sure the living room was all nice and neat. "No way. The basement gives me the creeps." Chandler shudder as she went over to the record player and put in a Frank Sinatra record. "There is nothing down there." Max said to his sister.

Max made sure to tell his friends about the vague history. Cameras were set up and were already recording. In the front hall there was a box of personal camcorders. He got the idea from a show Dylan mentioned in a conversation. It would be good to see what needed to be done about the undead residents but Max didn't believe in ghosts that much anyway. There was a place in the shed that was a sort of 'base camp' for any evidence to be reviewed. Now all that needed to happen was the guests to arrive. He made sure that the attic was closed off as it was storage for some of the untouched and unused furniture and papers about the house.

Chandler continued to snap photos by going outside then upstairs to the balcony. She had to stop for the moment as she enjoyed the view. Chandler decided to hide out up here and take pictures of the cars arriving. Only because she didn't want to go into the basement. That was one place that she didn't liked going down in. Ever since she went down there to take pictures before it was fixed up she got the feeling that she was being watched. It would be only moments for her friends to arrive.

Dylan and Jordan rode in the car together. It was only logical as the two were such close friends. He was excited to get out of his parent's reach for a while. They were constantly asking questions about how his career in law was going. It was something that bugged him. He looked over to his friend who was bouncing with excitement. Chandler had told everyone about the basement and that made Dylan believe that the place was haunted. It was something she always believed in and constantly watched shows about. Though she was kinda sad that she would not be able to play video games while she was here though.

Faye awoke with a start, tangled in the sheets of her bed, a pillow clutched in her fingers as she jolted upright and ripped herself from sleep. She felt like she couldn't breathe for a minute, dropping her head to rest in between her knees and sighing. The nightmares- they made it hard to sleep. It was no doubt. They were brought on by the fact that she and her friends were meant to stay in this bed and breakfast that Max had that was supposedly haunted. She had agreed to go- but only because she knew it meant a lot to Max, and she didn't want to disappoint any of her friends by not showing up. Groaning and rubbing the sleep from her caramel eyes, she practically threw herself out of bed and forced herself to push through the sleep and dress.

Her snow white little puff ball of a kitten slept soundly at the foot of her bed, and Faye gave a gentle smile, scratching him behind the ears and the scooping him up in her arms. Beelzebub purred in delight, but that turned into a mewl of pleading and distaste once he saw the baby blue cat carrier. She gently scooted him in there, where he curled up on the blanket she had folded to fit in the carrier and closed the cage door. Her bags were already packed, and her little purse carried nothing but lollipops- watermelon, apple, strawberry, cherry, raspberry, but no grape- it was the one flavor she couldn't stand. She took out a strawberry one from her stash, popped it in her mouth, and loaded her tiny little silver Prius,

Not too much longer she had pulled up to the large building, feeling her skin crawl at the pure spookiness that radiated off of the building. She managed to collect all her bags and stumble up the front steps, bursting in the door and peeking out from behind her stack of bags. "Hi!" She chirped, muffled by the things in her face and the lollipop sticking out of her mouth. She managed to let down all her bags and put Beelzebub's cage down. "Phew. This place is HUGE." She said, glancing at the ceiling and turning in a circle to look around the room. "I'm gonna end up getting dizzy." Faye said with a laugh, walking over to Max to duck into his arms for a quick hug. "It looks great though Max. It really does."

Almost in the same motion, she pulled away and pulled her lollipop from her lips. "Where's Chandler anyway? I really haven't seen you guys in- well a few months." Faye laughed. She had been away on a trip to see the endangered species out in Australia, as a job opportunity and to get a real feel on what being a wildlife conservationist was about. She had lived with about 3 wallabies (they had named them Huey, Dewey, and Louie since they were triplets), a sweet brush tailed rat kangaroo named Pip. There were so many animals and she would've stayed there forever if she could've, but she would've missed her friends and Beelzebub and her home.

She undid Beelzebub's cage and let him out, the cat darting upstairs and getting the hell out of there. "Sorry, he hates being in his cage..." She shrugged her shoulders and smiled sheepishly. "So, ah, what's the room arrangement?" Faye nudged him playfully. "Do I get to have you protect me from the big bad ghost?" She was only kidding though, and made sure he knew that, just so he didn't get freaked out.

Beelze's eyes opened lazily, no covers on, his arms spread across his bed. "Ugh..." he said to himself, or rather, grunted. He slowly slid his legs out of bed, and sat in upright position. He held his head from getting dizzy by getting up too fast. He looked at his phone. Still morning. "Good... I guess I won't be late to go to that mansion Max invited me to." He stood up , stretched and went to take a shower. As he was in the shower he thought about what Max had said, about the house being haunted. "Tch, that's probably a load of craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" The water ran cold. He got out, got dressed, and went to eat breakfast. After he was done eating his breakfast he began to pack his things.

"Toothbrush and toothpaste... check... Snacks... check... Extra clothes... check... sleeping pants... check." He went over his list of his things until he came to his phone, "Phone... phone...? Crap." He started searching everywhere in his house for it, until he checked his pockets. "God dang it, why didn't I check there in the first place?!" He facepalmed, "Whatever, I think that's everything." He picked up his travel bag and headed downstairs. "Okay, bye house, I'll see you in a week." He told his house, as if it was a person. Beelze placed his bag in the trunk of his car, got in, and headed to the address he was given by max. "The house number is 1666, huh? Not ominous or foreshadowing at all." He told himself as he looked at the note he wrote down to remember the address.

When he arrived outside he slightly gawked at the enormous building in front of him. "I knew the mansion would be big, but not this big!" Beelze re-collected himself, "That's what I get for never seeing an actual mansion before." He sighed and took a picture of the front of the house. He began to explore the outside. Shrubbery art, looking to be cut too human-like. "Well, onward, inside." He told himself. His eyes slightly widened at seeing the interior. It's bigger on the inside... He thought to himself, scanning the room.

His eyes layed upon Faye and Max hugging, and a shadow of a smirk crossed his face, "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" He said, slightly teasingly. He looked around again, scanning the room for Chandler, "Hey, where's Chandler?" He asked, eyes moving left to right, still looking around for him. He then saw a cat all the way up the stairs. I wonder if Max or Chandler got a new cat. He mentally asked himself. He also mentally shrugged, Eh, whatever, doesn't matter.

With a person gives a child a name of a famous or infamous from mythology, religion a book and excreta, said person shouldn’t be surprised on the high chance that said child might slightly go up to me emotionally influence like said person. Luckily Lu wasn’t as prideful as the person he got his name from, let’s just saw it a certain someone who had a long time to be long stigmatized. But he did come out to be an overworked, sometimes angry, insomniac animator.

Lu still didn’t know why he agreed to do this. He caught a rumor that this house he was staying at was hunted. He never really believed in ghost…well he did believe in some form of spirits but after seen a couple of episodes of those ghost hunters shows made him more skeptical than when people go out screaming for Big Foot. Those ghost adventure shows where pretty much the same thing except more quite since ghost are apparently known to be whisperers. But then again why should he worry about something that was long dead? If this place was really haunted then there was a simple fix….which was simply moved the hell out. Lu always thought of himself as that type of guy, if he’s in a horror movie, would already be long gone, over the hills and far away. Call it cowardice, but cowards survive.

But he wasn’t really here for some supposed ghost story, he was here to feel human again. His classes mentally drained him to the point he basically a wastrel of his former self. No pressure or anything. It’s not like he didn’t like his class, he adored it but it was a lot more stressful than what he originally thought it would be and his online art commission work actually piled up on him until he recently closed down to catch everything up. He only brought a few things…which to another person look like a lot. He was basically bringing all of his drawing supplies, a small easel, he also snuck in his laptop and drawing tablet as well, not like he was sure this place had internet or anything but it was always good to keep up with all of his skills, besides his computer had files of figures to practice on.

When he got there he took it upon himself to unload his things himself…to bad one of his ‘other friends’ had to call him during his break. “No Jeremy, I will not be visiting you today, you should have had the assignment done yourself… Well it’s not my grades that are lackluster it is yours so don’t pin this on me, I was only trying to help you but I have my own things to do….yes this is the week of my vacation, its summer Jeremy, quit living in the past – oh greeting Maxwell.” He said quickly as his just pilled his stuff in one corner, in a tidy spot. When he arrived back with back pack his phone conversation only grew worse. “Hey don’t get mad at me for telling you the truth….oh yeah? Well figure this: Ihre Mutter war ein Hamster und Ihr Vater roch nach Holunderbeeren!” With that Lu ended his call and put his phone on silence. Sometimes he finds comfort in yelling in a different language, he was only fluent in Spanish, his family native tongue French, and some German. “Ugh…why did I help such jerk?” he groan silently before he took glared at everyone else. “Oh I’m sorry was that out loud?”

((I won’t spoil what he says. But is a silly thing and it’s from Monty Python, that should basically be the giveaway.))

Max stood up when we heard the front door open. "Hey Faye." He smiled as he gave her a tight hug. He let go and looked around, "If it's Chandler she's somewhere in the house not doing what I asked." He laughed, "I just sounded like my father." He made a face. Max smiled and waved as Beezle walked in, "Nah, man. There are camera's in the box over there for everyone and there are cameras set up around thee house except the bathrooms." He stated. "Maybe if you take one of the twin bed rooms. I don't think I want to share a bed with a sweet tooth." He teased. He waved to Lu as he walked in. "There are two twin bedrooms on the second and third floor and two kin sized bedrooms on the second and third. Though Chandler already claimed the best room, I'll have her show you when she reappears." Max explained.

Chandler watched eagerly as her friends arrived one by one. She took pictures from the balcony and then made her way back in the house. Chandler heard Lu yelling into what she thought was his phone as she quietly went down the back stairway. She hid in one of the doorways to take a picture of the gathered group. Once the camera made the shutter sound her brother peered over to her, "Exploring and not getting the sheets?" Max asked his sister. She ran over to Faye and gave her a hug, "I told you, I don't like the basement. Gives me the heebie jeebies" Chandler shuttered and then bent down and put a hand out for Beezlebub. "How was Australia? I have yet to go there and take pictures." Chandler smiled at Faye.

Dylan and Jordan arrived shortly after everyone. Dylan grabbed her things and bolted inside. "Hi everyone." She smiled as she looked around. "Wow Max, this place is huge! You wanna tell us the history of this place?" Dylan asked as Jordan entered. "You can't even wait for me, jeez." Jordan sighed as he put down his things. "Maybe, Henrietta still hasn't gotten here yet." Max looked to Dylan. Jordan gave a high five to Beezle, "You excited for this get away from life?" He asked Lu and Beezle.