Summer at McGrath Mansion

Chadly

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OOC: Hey everyone, I am attempting to start up and sort of slow moving srp that will go on for a while with a decent variety of characters. If your interested just pm me and we'll welcome you on in.

here is some background.

Ty Jones is a sort of introverted type of guy. Shy, but very nice, and an extremely talented musician. So talented in fact that he is going on to state university this fall on a full ride based on music skills at guitar and voice alone. His dream is to own his own studio and be a producer for bands. Ty's mother and father split up when he was young so he has predominantly lived with his mother for a long time now out on their farm in the country. Mom worked for Mrs.Diana McGrath for years and years until she recently retired. For the past 5 years or so Ty has taken care of the farm where he and his mother live as well as keeping good grades in school. He has a golden tan and his due to the fact that his mom is half italian he has a natural olive complexion and long wavy hair almost to the bottom of his shoulders. He is well built and muscular, but not overly cut, and speaks with a deep southern accent. His deep black eyes are almost sad, when he will actually look you in the face. He has been a really nice guy and somewhat of a pushover his whole life though. The only girl he was ever with, his ex becky, ended up cheating on him on prom night, and Ty is wanting to make a change with his life.Going to college may be the change he needs.

His mom has been retired from the now widowed Diana McGrath's for a few months. Diana and mom were the best of freinds, and Ty has never met Diana. Miss McGrath gave Ty's mother a sizeable bonus upon her retirement and an all expense paid vacation to several locals around the world to show her gratitude. Mom was very worried about Ty over the summer though so Diana and mom worked out a deal to where Ty would stay at Miss McGrath's for the summer and work on her land and yard since the man who usually did that had quit.

Ty wasn't ready for what he recieved. Diana was quite possibly the world's largest bitch to ever draw breath and with almost predatory ease was able to sense Ty's laid back push over attitude about most things. She was ruthless with him piling workload after workload on him , and in general taking verbal cuts at him, and rarely letting him leave the house to go out into town and at least attempt to enjoy the summer. 3 weeks have gone by and it has been hell on Ty until one day he stumbled upon a rather damning secret of Miss McGrath's. Ty is a nice guy, but if she pushes him much farther things may get ugly around the house....

characters:
Ty- myself
Diana McGrath- in her 50's....the rest is up to whoever plays her

Jacob- McGrath's car driver....any race or age is ok

Elsie-the new maid...she is in her 30's..the rest is up to you

Erin-Elsie's daughter.....age is up to you, doesn't work at the mansion but comes by often, her and her mother are the best of friends

Randy- Ty's friend from town ..the only one he has made outside of Jacob and Elsie so far....up to you age and race

possible other characters...more people from town or some of Miss McGrath's high society friends.

keep in mind Diana is very snotty and upity and see's most everyone else as below her...why she was nice to my mother is still a mystery.


hope i get some interested players.
 
Erin

Character description:

Erin, 18.

Looks: Small, firm breasts, flat stomach, and nice round ass. Brown wavy hair, down to her waist and brown eyes. Belly button piercing and a tribal tattoo right at the top of her shaved venus mound.

Personality: Somewhat wild, as evidenced by her motorcycle and tattoo. She gives her mom a hard time but they are the best of friends, probably because Elsie had her so young. She calls her mother by her first name and isn't embarassed discussing sex with her openly. However, even with her brazen attitude Erin doesn't sleep around.

IC:

Erin rode up to the side of the house on her bike and yanked the helmet off as soon as the bike was stopped. Her mother hated the stupid thing, but until she could afford a car of her own, it would work.

She had almost pulled right up to the front of the house and stomping in the front door, just to see the look on Bitch McGrath's face, but she loved her mother too much to ever risk her job. Erin stopped by on a regular basis to visit her mother and help out some. The last couple of days she'd had extra movtivation to stop at the mansion, what with the hunky new groundskeeper to look at. Erin thought Ty looked like a golden god when he was working in the garden, his chest bare and glistening with sweat.

Erin let herself into the house and looked around. She didn't see anyone, but she figured that her mom or Randy weren't too far away. They never were.

"Elsie! You downstairs?" she called out.
 
OOC:great description meg!

I had just come in from doing a looong list of duties for Ms. McGrath, duties i wasn't getting paid a cent to do, and all i could think of was this burning secret that I had on her, but i felt so bad knowing it, and thinking of actually using it against her, but she was just pushing me too far.

I heard a familiar voice. It was Erin's and i must admit my heart skipped a beat or two. This was Elsie's daughter and I had becamse fast friends with Elsie, and the rest of the house staff, especially since we all shared a loathing for our boss. Elsie had often talked about her daughter and I had met the girl on a couple of occasions, but she def. made me nervous. She was always so confident and brazen that it put me a little on edge at times, but in a good way. I decided to go greet her, so working up some courage i threw on a sleeveless white t shirt letting my tattoo show , though it was glistened with sweat. I had a piece of pencil artist extroidanaire Tim Vigil tattooed on my 17 inch biceps about 2 months ago. It was a barbaric figure wrapped in mortal combat with a snake like creature and it covered the the whole right bicep. Miss McGrath thought it was "fiendish".

I grabbed some ice cold lemonade and strolled down to see Eric. As usual my breath caught in my throat and i looked everywhere but at her, and i felt very underdressed.

:" hey there Erin, " i muttered out, my accent thick and southern. I have often found that people in the more northerly places like where I am at now have a hard time understanding me.

"I brought ya some lemondade, figured that you may be thirsty" my baritone voice said.

damn i felt like such an idiot.
 
Erin turned and smiled at Ty. Mmm.. she thought, all hot and sweaty, and bearing lemonade.

"Thank you, Ty. It's so nice to come across a true southern gentleman. It seems to be such a lost art." I winked at him as I took the lemonade.

I sipped the cold drink and admired his tattoo. "Where'd you get your ink?" I asked him. I wondered if maybe he'd like to see mine, then brushed the thought from my mind. Elsie had about passed out when I told her where it was.
 
" oh this thing?" I say referring to the intricate tattoo on my right bicep," a guy from town did it in his house actually, a buddy of mine. I played guitar and sang at a couple of his parties and he worked on it little bit by little bit. One of the few people I'll miss from town, course to be honest with ya i miss town compared to this place" I frown slightly.

I had seen Erin around some and her mom and I had become fast friends. Her mom and Erin even in the short time I had been here had witnessed on more then one occasion the seemingly obscene joy that Miss McGrath got out of bossing me around, and never letting me out, even on days off. Couldn't even play my guitar unless she was out, but when she was out I was always loaded down with work to do. The times I had gotten out I'd made quick friends with a guy named Randy from town, cool dude really, and really into music.

Erin simply said," yeah man..Miss McGrath..she's a bitch, I don't know why mom puts up with her...i guess she pays good but whatever, hey you wanna walk outside or take a ride on my bike or something?"

"I'd love to Erin," i say longingly....damn is she gorgous, but what am i thinking...a girl like that and me?? hahaha it's laughable, " but the domineering old bag who runs this place still thinks that damn shrubs ain't trimmed enough..so i gotta tend to that." I sigh, " I'd love to though sometime" a slight smile perks up.

"Hey Erin," i say quirking one eyebrow up, " Elsie said that you had a tattoo, but when she said it she laughed, then got kinda flustered...hahaha...what gives??" Hooking the thumb on my left hand into my belt loop and leaning to the side a little i take a long well deserved cool drink of lemonade and absorb the air conditioning, and gaze at the outfit and natural gorgous looks of this vixen in front of me.
 
Erin laughed, "Oh... that... I guess maybe some day you might be able to see it, but not right now..." I winked at him and drained my lemonade. "So..." I changed the subject, what all do you have to do besides trimming bush?"
 
OOC: The Chaufeur, Jacob Marely

Jabob is an Englishman fron the wrong side of London. When he was 16 (He said he was 18) he came to America and joined the Army. After 3 years he became a citizen of the US. Now he was 33 yo. He worked his way up to being a driver for the wealthy.

He is 185 lbs, 5'11" with a good tan. He has brown eyes and dark brown hair, neatly trimmed. He doesn't mind taking crap from his employer, he just lets it roll off like water from a duck. He has gone too far to jeopardize his position.


IC: Jacob pulled the Rolls into the main drive and headed for the garage complex in back of the house. He spotted the motorcycle parked near the back door. "That girl knows better than that, it goes in the garage!" Jacob muttered to himself. He pulled the Rolls into the large garage. He wheeled the motorcycle into the garage and shut the door.

Jason strode through the servant's entrance with a purpose furrowing his wide brows. He stormed through the rooms until he came upon Ty and Erin drinking lemonade.

"Haven't you been told about parking your motorcycle in the garage?!? Are you trying to get your mother fired?!? Don't you care???" As Jacob was talking to her his voice got louder and his face moved closer to Erins. He was venting all his frustration at her. He finished and waited for her response.
 
Ty


Wow what was wrong with Jacob?? This guy was easily the first friend i had made out here, with my laid back self and his easy going attitude we had bonded quickly sitting up at night drinking and playing some tunes.


"whoa bud," my southern accent thick, " calm down man, whats wrong?"

I look over to see Erin's face go from shock to hurt and finally to anger, her mother said she had a redhead's temper. I'd bet a thousand bucks that Miss McGrath was being Queen Bitch again today, she paid Jacob good, but damn even a guy like him has his days.

I position myself between the two of them , my hands outspread trying to throw some calmness into a growing tense situation
 
I looked at Ty, impressed. "My hero..." I thought with a thud of my heart.

Refocusing on Jacob I calmly explained, "Mrs. McGrath screamed at me never to park my 'whore transporter' in her garage again, because there was a scratch on the Bentley which she chose to blame on me." I sighed, "Were you not here for that blow up?" Then I narrowed my eyes at him, "And how dare you accuse me of trying to get my mother fired..."
 
Jacob Marely

I thought about what she said and burst out laughing. The look on both their faces showed me what they thought of me and what I'd said to them. I held out my hands in mock surrender. "You are correct, I had forgotten that little event. I was so riled up about something else, I didn't even think."

"Sorry I interrupted you with my craziness. I'll just leave you two to your business." Jacob turned and started to leave.
 
Erin smiled, already over the incident. "Hey Jacob... would you care for some lemonade? Maybe you'd like to talk about what is upsetting you?" I looked at Ty, "You've got two sets of ears right here."
 
"no no no no....now come on bud you know better then that!" I said throwing an arm around jacob's shoulders, " now i got some beer stashed away,why don't we pop a top on a couple of them before the boss lady gets home and talk awhile about whats buggin ya man."

Strolling with Erin and Jacob into the kitchen my mind is racing with concern for my friend and what could be wrong with him. Hell maybe he just needs a day off like the rest of us, he's a good guy....hahahah maybe he just needs laid like the rest of us...hahaha...he'd be a lot more likely than me what with that disarming accent of his that makes laides swoon.
 
"What's this about beer?" I teased, "You gave me lemonade! You were holding out on me Ty." I fake pouted and looked up at Ty, "I think you need to make this up to me..."
 
Jacob Marely

I was with my best friend Ty and the cute Erin. We walked into the kitchen to grab a beer. It was funny, we had went from angry to happy in just a few seconds. I normally keep my private life to myself, but these were good friends.

Jacob took a long swig from his beer and started to bare his soul. "You didn't know it, but I was seeing a nice woman, my age in town. We were getting serious and last night she freaked and ran off to her sister's. That's why I was in a bitchy mood and I apologize to you both." Jacob smiled at his two friends and lifted his beer to them.
 
Elsie

OOC:

Sorry so short, but this is just to get Elsie in on the thread. Promise she will get better. hehe.

IC:

She had been busy around the house picking up Old Widow McGrath’s. She sometimes wondered how it got so messed up and how there ended up being more laundry to do than the people that lived there.

Elsie started heading downstairs to start the wash when she heard Erin laughing. She followed the giggling and soon found her and the others in the kitchen.

“And what brings you here child o’ mine?” She said as she wrapped her arms around her daughters neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She awaited the response as she walked over to the fridge and grabbed herself a beer. She opened it and took a swig as she stood next to Jacob.
 
I noticably jumped when Elsie walked into the room. The woman has the damning habit of appearing out of seemingly thin air and always giving me a jump. Now she and Erin didn't look too much alike, from what i understand from Elsie Erin got most of her looks from her dad, but you could still tell they were mother and daughter simply by looking at either one of them smile. It was simply spellbinding. Both are amazingly attractive even if built differntly, but whos to say what is gorgous and what is not. I know beauty when i see it and i believe both of these women have it in ample supply.

Elsie was easy to befriend and i really never felt like i was talking to someone who was (insert age here), and she treated me with a lot of respect just like Jacob did, and both of them were always there whenever Miss McGrath would really be riding me hard that day about something. Neither one of them could really figure out why she was such a bitch to me though.

"Come on Jacob , " I say with a wide beaming grin on my face," your from Britain, now be a gentleman and open her beer for her, or i'll do it myself" we all get a good laugh and the gentle teasing. I can see Elsie appears a bit frustrated though...wonder what the problem could be.
 
Diana McGrath

OOC: Diana McGrath a wealthy widow in her late 50's. She is both feared and loathed by nearly everyone who meets her. She is a tall, thin woman, who keeps her silvery-brown hair pulled tightly back against her head. It is clear that she was once a very beautiful woman, but her looks have been marred by years of bitterness, and stress caused by her terrible secret, a secret that she desperately keeps hidden.

IC: The business meeting with my lawyer ended early. I walked out to through the lobby and to the front doors of the building, and asked the doorman to call for my car.

"I'm sorry Mrs. McGrath, but I'm afraid that your car isn't here yet." the doorman explained to me.

Enraged by Jacob's tardiness, I shooed the doorman away from me, and grabbed my phone from my pocket book. My anger growing stronger with every passing second that I was forced to stand here and wait for my ride, like some common citizen waiting for public transportation.

I dialed the number to the house, and impatiently waited for the phone to be answered. I had a rule that the phone was to ring no more than three times in my home, before being answered, and it was now on it's third ring. If someone did not pick up the phone before the next ring, they would all be looking for new employment in the morning.
 
Jacob Marely - Chauffeur

I answered the bloody phone on the third bloody ring, "McGrath Mansion, may I help you?"

*Pause*

"Y-y-yes Mrs. McGrath, I'll be there shortly."

*Pause*

"Yes Mrs. McGrath, I do like working for you. No Mrs. McGrath, I know it's not acceptable. Yes Mrs. McGrath, I will not let this happen again."

*Pause*

"Mrs. McGrath... Mrs. McGrath..." Jacob slams the phone down, "The bitch hung up on me. I've got to go pick her Ladyship up. I would hide the empty bottles if I were you."


Jacob rushes out the door to the garage, gets in the Rolls and speeds away. Forgetting about Erin's motorcycle that he put in the garage.
 
Erin sighed, "Ugh, that woman is intolerable. Maybe I should go, or wait in your quarters, Elsie?" She looked at her mother, waiting for her sage advice as she began to sweep the empty bottles into the glass recycling bin.
 
"damn," I say calmly," what is that womans deal?? She is such an intolerable bitch. I do not know how my mom stayed with her for so long, she considers her one of her best friends. I don't get it!"

Helping clean up as Jacob rushes out the door. Damn he had better drive safe, but i know he won't. The longer she waits the better chance he has of losing his job, and damnit he is too good of a guy for that. I know what...she hates me anyway, I'll take the blame for making him late. I'd much rather take the blame then him. Besides...she doesn't wanna mess with me too bad...not knowing what i know that is.
 
Mrs. McGrath

Finally, Jacob answered the phone, and I gave him the rightful chewing out that he deserved. I payed my employees top dollar, and provided them with more than adequate living quarters as well as full benefits for not only them, but for their undeserving families as well, the least that they could do in return is to do their jobs properly.

Jacob was about to give me excuses for his being late, that I had no interest in hearing, so I hung up the phone and retired to a lounge chair in the lobby, while I awaited his arrival.

Jacob knew he had done wrong, and he also knew of the consequences he would have to pay for his insolence.
 
Jacob Marely - Chauffeur

I made record time getting to Mrs. McGrath. I drove like I was from Italy: Green=GO GO GO! Yellow=Decoration purposes only, and RED=just a suggestion. I pulled up very slowly; however, I knew she wanted me to be respectable when I was driving her or doing her business.

Jacob pulled up at the curb. He got out and opened the door for her, tipping his cap. Mrs.McGrath didn't say a word as she got in the car. Jacob knew her tirade would begin once they were on the road.
 
I looked around as Elsie made sure Erin scrammed and she busied herself back to work. I went back outside to work on the pool after giving Erin a wave goodbye and gazing longingly at her.

The pool was a mess and that is what my main job for the day was. I was going to take full blame for it and say that Jacob was trying to help me get this task done, that it was all my fault why he was late picking her up, not his, so take it out on me. For some reason my presence infuriates her to no end anyway so it should work to at least reduce his punishment.....i hope.
 
Mrs. McGrath

Finally, Jacob arrived. He quickly ran around the car and opened the door for me. He appeared to be very nervous and showed the regret of being late on his face.

I ignored him as I slid into the seat of the car.

Once we were on the road, I instructed him to take the long way back home. He gulped noticeably, then nodded his head.

I spoke to him as I began to pour myself a drink.

"Sometimes, Jacob, I could swear that you do this sort of thing on purpose, just to anger me. Do you like it when I am angry, Jacob? Because I get the distinct impression that you do."
 
Jacob Marely

"Sometimes, Jacob, I could swear that you do this sort of thing on purpose, just to anger me. Do you like it when I am angry, Jacob? Because I get the distinct impression that you do."

"No ma'am, I don't. I try to serve you as best I can, but I am human." Jacob watched his employer as she calmly drank her drink. He was worried, instead of yelling at him, she was cordial. Jacob thought, Oh great she's gonna fire me. If she does I'llo never work as a chauffer again. "You're not going to fire me are you, ma'am?"
 
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