Clarkson Mannor

[molly_hunter28]

The Friends....

They had known each other since high school. Kellie, Jenna, Kole, and Dillion had been the best of friends. They had dated each other, nothing serious, but had always remained best of friends. The weekend before Halloween they decided to take a trip. Dillion had thought he knew a short cut but he had been wrong. They were now lost and from the sounds of it the car was gonna go at any minute. It was then the rain began....

The Mansion

It was now run down and falling apart but there had been a time when it was the envy of all. A very wealthy man had owned it, he poured much of his money into keeping his house and grounds taken care of. His name was Ivan Clarkson, he had had high hopes for his home when he purchased it. He had a young beautiful bride, Celeste. He hoped it would make her happy. It hadn't, Ivan had found Celeste with many of the towns man, even those in his employee. In a fit of rage he strangled his wife, then hung himself in his chambers. Stories about the house still haunt the town. People say that anyone going into the house cannot control their urges; they find themselves going with their basic instincts.

The Begining

This is where we find our friends; their car stalled and will not run. THey look around and their only choice to get out of the rain and bad weather is Clarkson Mannor. Only they have no idea what that place holds in store for them this night.....

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I'll be playing Jenna . She's very open and speaks her mind. She had dated Kole and still to this day finds herself thinking about him.

I am needing people to play the following:
Kole ~ filthymind
Dillion ~ karnelman
Kellie ~ DaisyBuchanan
Ghost of Ivan ~ PogueMahone
Ghost of Celeste ~ sinfulsandi
Ghost Servants/Lovers

Those who PM'd me can have first pick....

 

[vicar6]

I'll be Dillion if u wish. He is aged 25, 6ft tall, intelligent and wears glasses. He lives on a pig farm.

 

[molly_hunter28]

I'll be Dillion if u wish. He is aged 25, 6ft tall, intelligent and wears glasses. He lives on a pig farm.

I have to give those that previously responded the chance to take up characters first.... I will let you know...

 

[four20nStrokin2]

mmmmmmm i'm in

let me know what u want me to plat

 

[flithymind]

"Great work Dillon." Kole complained loudly, gladly taking the opportunity to assert his status as alpha-male in the group.

Kole had been the college quarterback and local star - and he knew it. The trip had sounded fun. Two guys, two girls... it was basics.

Truth be told he still held a bit of a torch for Jenna, how could he not? Every time he saw her she got more and more gorgeous. As the years went by since school she had "filled out" in all the right places. Not that he'd ever tell her... they'd drifted apart after school. What if she rejected him? Not that she would... but still... he'd never live it down.

But now, Dillon's clapped out old car had given up the ghost and with perfect timing the heaven's opened.

"Perfect. Juuuuust perfect Dill." he goaded, emphasising Dillon's shortened name like an insult. "I told you we should have brought my 'stang. It might have been a little 'cosy' in the back, but at least it would have started." he added, kicking the car's tyre as is whined and hissed steam from the engine again.

The rain was already starting to soak through his jacket, it was that heavy. He squinted against the water and peered into the distance. He could see a house.

"There." he pointed. "They must have a phone. We can get a mechanic out... or just call a cab, we can't be that far away." he said, and looked around the group, awaiting confirmation of his place as leader and that they'd all follow him... just like old times.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Jenna sat in the car with Kellie as the guys opened the hood. From what she could here it didn't sound like things were going their way. It had been a perfect idea to take this trip. Jenna had missed hanging out with her friends. Seeing Kole again, though, started off all those old butterflies she never got rid of.

She didn't want to let on then every now and again she thought of him. Thought of his hands, the way he had touched her. She had loved the dominate side of him, always taking charge, being in control. That had been such a turn on to her.

"There." he pointed. "They must have a phone. We can get a mechanic out... or just call a cab, we can't be that far away."

She had seen him pointed and rolled down the window to hear him speak. Jenna looked over her shoulder at the house, which really wasn't a house. It was huge, a mansion was more like it. Although now it looked kinda shabby, falling apart.

"Kole, you might be right. Should we all go, or should someone stay with the car?" Jenna asked falling right back into the old follow the leader routine they had had so many years ago.

 

[PogueMahone]

Ivan Clarkson

Ivan Clarkson stood at the attic window, his eyes fixed on the raindrops as they fell against the cracked window panes. He came up here every time it rained, listening to the rain fall against the windows, staring out into the darkness. He’d been doing it now for a century, he thought with a sardonic smile. The attic of this old house was perhaps the quietest, most serene place he could find this side of the grave. When he’d been on the other side, it had been the rose garden.

The rose garden, Ivan thought with a soft smile, his eyes closing as if he could still feel the warm glow of the sun on his face as he sat there, surrounded by the beautiful roses. He’d planted it for her, had spent an extraordinary amount on the garden just to please her. They had courted in the garden, he’d even proposed to her there by the small stone bench. In the first happy years of their marriage they would spend sunny summer afternoons there, sipping at lemonades and talking, just enjoying each other’s presence. Afterwards, after he’d learned of her betrayals, he still loved the rose garden, it was still the one place that everything seemed right in the world. Glancing down, Ivan smiled as he saw the little stone bench, the mound of her grave barely noticeable beside it.

It’d been a night much like this, a rainy night in mid October, when he’d returned home from town to find them again. The gardener had ran, frightened by his employer’s sudden rage, leaving her to his tender mercies. Celeste had tried to calm him, protesting her innocence even as he had crushed the life out of her, his fingers clenched around her perfect throat. Wrapping her in one of her love-stained satin sheets, Ivan had carried out into the chill fall rain, to bury her in his beloved rose garden.

Filled with remorse, Ivan had ran back into the house after covering her body, leaving one single rose on her newly dug grave. He’d scrawled an account of what had happened, confessing to all who read it before hanging himself. He’d heard later that they’d buried his body in the county cemetery. How he wished they had laid him to rest there, in the rose garden, next to her. Turning his eyes from the scene of his crimes, Ivan noticed a car stopped on the road, the lights diffused by the cool rain. “Company is coming,” He remarked almost regretfully, knowing that the occupants of the car would almost certainly come to the house seeking shelter or help.

 

[karnelman]

Dillion a hair under six foot, kept his body in good shape and still looked athletic has he did in high school. SHort brown hair and piercing green eyes. He was really excited about the trip. Having dated both girls and curently without a girlfriend he figured the weekend likely would end his current dry spell.

He felt like an ass for getting them lost and on top of it he was staring at the engine like there was anything he could do about whatever was wrong with the car. With Kole acting like he was some sort of auto repair expert there was no way macho Dillion was going to admit eh didn't know a piston form a muffler. He was pretty happy when Kole stopped razzing him and admitted that he too had no idea what to do.

When Jenna asked about the girls staying with car even though he doubted there was any danger, Dillion suggested they woudl be safer going with them. Truth was he just wanted the girls along to difuse Kole's verbal jabs. He knew Mr. quarterback wouldn't act like a jerk in front of the girls.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Getting outta the car Jenna looked over at Dillon and smiled. She knew that sometimes Kole seemed to be a little overbearing but he ment well. Kole was used to being a leader, a job he took without even realizing it.

"Well then, we should start moving before we get completly soaked," Jenna told them.

As they all neared the mannor, Jenna was amazed at its size. It was huge. She was sure at one point the place had been unbelievable. Filled with life, but now it was sad looking. Jenna hoped that someone still lived there, even though the place spooked the hell out of her.

 

[DaisyBuchanan]

“Are we there yet?” mumbled the half-sleeping brown-haired woman in the backseat of the car.

Kellie struggled to sit up as she realized she and Jenna were alone in the car.

“What’s going on?” She asked Jenna while she tried to rub the sleep from her eyes. “Trouble with Dillon’s car?”

She listened, just shaking her head, as the beautifulredhead re-capped the events for her.

Still half-asleep, Kellie wondered if she should just offer to wait in the car, its warm and dry.

“But then I’d miss all the fun” she told herself. She really was looking forward to spending time with her old friends and smiled as she noticed the group had already started to fall in to their old patterns of behavior. “Good” she thought, the old days were good times, and a good time is what she need right now.

"Well then, we should start moving before we get completely soaked," Jenna told them.

“Were good now, we have a plan.” She smiled at the others as she climbed out of the car. She gave a supportive wink to her old boyfriend, Dillon, she knew he would be feeling responsible for their sudden change of plans and she didn’t want him to think she was upset. Not too upset.

As she trudged up the hill, holding a used newspaper over her head in a vain attempt to keep dry, the words of an old song spun through her head and she laughed. It was funny, she thought, but just too silly to mention to the others.

 

[flithymind]

Kole walked with the group... well, one pace ahead, he couldn't help himself.

The manor sure looked an dark and intimidating place - almost like one of those classic horror movie shows... but those were just movies he told himself.

Between him and Dillon they didn't know much about cars, that much was clear but so was the fact neither of them was going to confess as much in front of the chicks. He felt an odd sort of cameraderie with Dillon over that and as the group trudged up the hill he laughed and joked with his old friend.

They had come lookin' for an adventure, the rain aside, this was that at least.

He flicked up the collar on his coat to stop the rain running down the back of his neck as they approached the manor.

He smiled to himself as everyone's pace slowed a touch, no-one wanting to be first to the door. They'd obviously all thought about the "movie" link too.

"Spooky eh?" he joked as they all eyed the huge wooden door, the wrough iron knocker in the shape of a rose, the handle the thorny stem.

Kole, steeled himself inside, but outwardly strode confidently to the door, raising and dropping the knocker three times, loudly... then turning on his heel to spook the others: "Mwwwwwwuuuu-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaaaa!" he said, waving his arms and laughing.

 

[DaisyBuchanan]

With an illuminating flash of lightening, Kellie happily noted the absence of motorcycles outside the old house. A good sign, she thought.

"Spooky eh?" Kole joked as he pulled the knocker on the door.

“Yeh” said Kellie, “I just hope they don’t mind finding riff-raff like us on their doorstep in the middle of the night.”

 

[molly_hunter28]

"Mwwwwwwuuuu-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaaaa!" he said, waving his arms and laughing.

"Kole that was not funny," Jenna said hitting him in the arm.

The whole place just spooked her out. She was always one for a good scare, this place just felt a little too real though. Jenna moved a little closer to Kole, grabbing onto his jacket.

"This place kinda gives me the creeps," she told him when he looked down at her.

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Outside Manor Inside Manor

 

[sinfulsandi]

Celeste The Ghost

She watched the strangers walk towards the old manor house excited to have visitors unlike Ivan who hated any interuption. Ivan never did like to be very social and he never understood why it was important to her. In fact that was what led to him strangeling the life from his beloved bride. Celeste could sense the intimidation her old house caused this group of strangers especially during the storm but no matter she would try to be a good host. She also could hear Ivan rumbling about upstairs hiding as usual whenever guests approached the house. One of the girls was somehow familiar to her strange that she was feeling this way and yes despite what living folks thought ghosts had feelings to not only feelings but desires just as they did when they were still living. Celeste was considered beautiful when she was alive with reddy brown hair. Men usually would fall all over themselves whenever she was near and she liked men lots and lots of men. She looked at the young men walking to the door and a develish grin spread across her face.

 

[karnelman]

“Yeh” said Kellie, “I just hope they don’t mind finding riff-raff like us on their doorstep in the middle of the night.”

Dillion happy to take any opportunity to press his agenda for the weekend slipped up behind Kellie and wrapped her in a bear hug.

“Don’t worry, you got a big strong guy to protect you, sweet thing,” He said with a laugh.

The feel of having his sexy ex-girlfriend in his arms again brought back a flood of old memories. The smell of her hair told him she still used the same shampoo. He had always loved her smell and was hoping the weekend would progress to point where he could act on his arousal.

 

[flithymind]

Jenna cuddled into him, scared and Dill wrapped Kellie in his arms... things were progressing even quicker than he had hoped for this weekend away. Maybe the rain wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Kole, put an arm around Jenna protectively, sniggering at Dillon's cheesy "big strong man" line and playfully pushing his friend in the shoulder. "S'just a house Jen... nothin' to be afraid of." he said, quietly, reassuringly.

He glanced back at the door, expectantly, waiting for an answer.

"Maybe no-one's home." he suggested, half wondering if, just like in the movies, the door would really be unlocked anyway... he was half tempted to try it.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Jenna looked over and saw Dillon wrap his arms around Kellie. They had always been a cute couple. She was hoping this weekend would bring them all closer since they hadn't been hanging out as much.

"Should we try opening the door, I don't wanna barge in but then...." Jenna stopped mid sentence because the door began to open.

Just breathe Jenna, it probably wasn't shut all the way, she told herself. She grabbed onto Kole, slidding her hand into his coat as she huddled in closer to him. She looked up at him waiting for something. Maybe a reassurance that the door just slipped open.

 

[PogueMahone]

Ivan Clarkson

Ivan watched the four young people as they trudged through the muddy ground, trying in vain to protect themselves from the chilling fall rain. She’s probably getting ready to greet them,” He remarked sadly, knowing his socialite wife loved to have people in their now decrepit house. She didn’t seem to realize the effects their presence, their curse, had on the living. He planned on staying in the attic, leaving the visitors to explore the mansion as they wished, the curse would still effect them but not as badly as if he came near them.

“You should go,” He said aloud, wishing he could warn the seemingly happy foursome as they neared the rose garden. Suddenly, Ivan felt a cold chill run down his spine, his eyes drawn to one of the young women. “Celeste,” He hissed longingly, his fingers gripping the window frame hard, phantom feeling tracing along his arms as he stared down at the girl with the reddish hair, her pale skin seeming luminescent in the strange evening light. It couldn’t be, Celeste was here with him, would be for all eternity and yet…

“Come to me, love,” He whispered, his fingers reaching out passing through the dirty cracked pane of glass, wanting to caress her cheek. Turning from the window, he rushed down the stairs, hurrying as fast as incorporeal legs would carry him. He reached the entryway just as they knocked. “Enter please,” He called out, knowing his voice appeared as the wind, but wishing to invite them, especially her. His fingers closed around the door handle, pulling it open for them. “Please, come in and welcome to Clarkson Manor.”

 

[karnelman]

Dillion could swear he heard a voice but there was no one there.

“Jeez, you girls are right this place is creepy. But at least it is dry in there. Shall we?” He said hesitantly.

 

[flithymind]

Ok, this was screwy.

First Kole felt his heart race (and his cock twitch) as Jenna slid her dainty little hand inside his jacket (he tensed his stomach muscles deliberately).

Then he felt an icy chill and like someone (or something) was yelling at them to leave, get out, scram, GO AWAY, leave.

And just as he was about to act on that urge, the door creaked open, real Hammer Horror style. This was just waaaaaay too cheesy, he almost laughed.

And then he caught side of the guy behind the door. Dude looked sick, pale wasn't the word, he was almost translucent.

“Enter please,” he called his voice barely a whisper, “Please, come in and welcome to Clarkson Manor.” he'd added, fingers, as white as the rest of him gripping the door and swinging it open.

Now he was torn - bravery and bravado striding in. Or manners (and fear) and taking off. He glanced up at the rain, down at Jenna clinging to him and opted for the former, stepping forward boldly.

"Thanks guy!" he said, breezily. "Raining cats and dogs out there! Our car broke down about a half-mile down the track, you got a phone we can use? And we'll be right out of your hair." he smiled turning back to the doorway, the others still loitering on the step, framed by the doorway, offset by the large, pale man to one side.

Kole's eyes traced the door frame, then up the wall to a large coat of arms, which lead to a sweeping rope, holding a chandelier... he almost fell over backwards as his eyes kept on going up... up... up. This place was HUGE.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Oh my god, thought Jenna as she saw a thin, pale man behind the door. There was something about the man that helped to set her at ease, or maybe that was just Kole's arm, she wasn't sure.

As we enter the manor, Jenna took note of its size. She saw a huge staircase, chandelier, pictures that lined the walls. Everything about this place was big.

She looked over at the mane that let them in, he blended in almost to the dust and cobwebs that filled this place. She heard Kole ask about a phone and waited for the man to speak, to say that he had one but she had a feeling that wouldn't be the case.

 

[PogueMahone]

Ivan Clarkson

“A phone? A telephone, no,” Ivan replied with a sad little shake of his head as his eyes followed her as she entered his house. He barely glanced at the rest of them, his eyes tracing each small movement of hers. “We never had one installed,” He apologized, letting the door swing shut behind them.

He smiled as he saw them stare about the entryway in awe, his old pride in his home rekindling at the awe on their faces. “Clarkson Manor was once the showplace of county,” He told them wistfully, his eyes running over the thick carpet of dust and cobwebs. “It has been a long time since that time,” He remarked more to himself then to them.

“But I am forgetting my manners,” He said with a small bow. “I am Ivan Clarkson and you’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like,” He said, his eyes never leaving her face, speaking more to her then the rest of them. You can stay for eternity, He thought towards her, a sad look crossing his face for a brief second.

“My wife should be down in a couple of minutes,” He explained, motioning towards the drawing room. “I’m afraid we’re not really prepared for company but we’ll do what we can to make you comfortable. You should be more comfortable in the drawing room,” He smiled, his hands unconsciously adjusting his old fashioned suit.

 

[molly_hunter28]

Jenna walked next to Kole but could feel Ivan's eyes on her. It was strange, she should feel frightened or upset but she wasn't. She felt happy, even loved when his eyes gazed upon her.

They entered the drawing room, and wow it took her breathe away. Like the entry it was huge and filled with classic design details. There was a small couch and a few chairs. Jenna looked in awe, amazed at the room.

She sat down on the small couch, she smiled up to Ivan. Silently thanking him for allowing them to be there.

 

[PogueMahone]

Ivan Clarkson

“You’re welcome,” Ivan bowed his head towards the attractive redhead as she sat down on the couch, aware that she hadn’t spoken but simply conveyed her thanks with a smile.

Turning to the others, Ivan offered, “I’m not sure what we have for refreshments but if anyone would like a drink, I’d be more the happy to get you one.”

“I’ll just go and see what is keeping my wife,” He announced with a smile, glancing once more towards the young woman on the couch, his heart seeming to stop whenever she looked at him. “Please excuse me.”

 

[karnelman]

Dillion

Dillion went with the others into the next room. He sat in a big comfortable chair and pulled Kellie into his lap and held on to her as if he was going to protect her with his arms. While he was grateful to be out of the cold and wet, he figured if there was no phone that they needed to get moving to the next house. He wasn’t all the anxious to spend much time enjoying the creepy old fart’s hospitality.

“Damn, if we aren’t on candid camera guys then this is the creepiest place on earth and that guy…well shit you saw him. He could be the freakin’ butler on the Adam’s Family! And who the fuck says drawing room?” Dillion said in a braver tone than he felt when the old guy left them alone.