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Amy (Roleplay)

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The League of Victorians

This thread is set in the Victorian ages the age of guns, swords and of course sex it is set in London and will move around if anyone wishes it and will also be like the Casanova stories...

...My character is obviously a girl who has just moved to London, her father is quite wealthy and also has a title so obviously if she marries and the father dies then her husband will inherit everything but she is bored with her current life situation and the men she has to hang around with all they do is talk about politics and the current government and aren't really that handsome.

Both Men and Woman are welcome to post.

My Character

Name: Angella Toletto
Age: 24
Hair: Brown
Hair Length: Down to shoulders
Eyes: Brown
Clothes: Has to wear long flowing dresses a lot normally red covered by a hole-punched black layer
.............If anyone need anymore description tell me and i will add it here.......

And we begin:

The carriage rolled over the stone pathing of the entrance to london Angella was sitting in her seat holding her white gloves in her hands not wanting to wear them she laied them beside her opposite her was her maid who was called Helga and was very nice well in Angellas opinion anyway.

She moved over to the window and took a look outside the streets were busy and the carriage had stopped it had been a lot calemr where she lived why did her father insist on them moving to London and she hated the fact that he hadn't asked for her opinion, she looked over the bussle of the streets and saw a man standing there loking at the carriage and at her she stared at him wondering who he was he didn't look common but most common people these days could fool anyone.

His eyes bore into hers as she starred back he wasn't even blinking she tilted her head a bit and winked at him that made him blink...

~she grinned to herself as she moved her head back into the carriage as it started to move again~
 
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OOC: if u don't mind I'd like to join in
Name: Sara McCullon
Age:19
Hair: Strawberry-blonde
Hair Length: down to mid back and wavy
Eyes: green

Sara, hailing from scotland, is a servant girl in Angella's home. Her primary duties are to keep the beds made and is often sent to the market. Although she is only a maid she is quite intelligent taking any spare time to take books out of the library in the house and sneak off into her nook between the fireplace and the cupboard in the kitchen. She gets into trouble sometimes for her mischevious and sometimes carefree attitude

Clothes: A simple black dress although fits her nicely to show an elegant figure. She has a gray shawl and mittens for when she goes out on cold days

IC: Sara was in trouble. She was getting into a book of poems in her nook when she fell asleep. She woke up realizing that she had to be helping madam bailey today in getting the house ready for the arrival of Miss Toletto. She was going to have her head for sure. She quickly washed the soot from her hands and face and walked into the foyer here madam bailey was. She was greeted with a scolding look.

"Fell asleep again I see." Said madam bailey. "Well next time that happenes I won't hesitate to box your ears. Now go and put the linens on all of the beds. You've had enough free time, and now that they're coming it's time to pull your weight"

Sara went upstairs grumbling to herself. It's true she had plenty of time to herself for the past few days since they arrived at the house before the Tolettos did. Although she dreaded the work and liked the solitude she missed Angela. Although their social status is very different, they have managed to become quite good friends over the past few years since Sara has worked for their family. She missed their little chats when she would go and help Angela get ready to go out to balls and other gatherings.

Sara walked into the master's room and started setting up the bed while looking out the window. There must be something about this new city that is giving her a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. Things were going to change. Something was going to happen....and soon.
 
Frederick Abberline

OOC - Frederick Abberline - Detective Chief Inspector of Police (Whitechapel)
He is 6 feet tall, with brown hair (graying on the sides) and blue eyes, mid 40s.
He is about to become part of the one of the greatest mysteries of all time.

IC- I sat at my desk staring at paperwork. My brain throbbing with a headache that wouldn't go away. I needed to get outside and away from my desk. I got up and put on my coat and went outside into the brisk morning air. I could see all of the poor people out on the streets, the beggars and the homeless children trying to stay alive. There was a storm coming. The differences between the rich and the poor was great. Soon the numbers of the poor would overwhelm even the rich. The papers had nothing but dark news, murders here and there, robberies and the such.
He watched several carriages go by, whisking their passengers off to their destinations. He wondered if they even bothered to look at their surroundings. He bought a paper and headed back to the office.
 
OOC
Wilfred Jackson, 40 years old.
The Butler in Angelina`s new home.
6 feet tall, distinguished looking, has been in service all of his life, and is much cought after for his abilities.
He also has a roving eye for the ladies, any lady in fact, be she a servant girl or a duchess. He has a reputation in society, as an axcellent lover, with a mighty cock.

IC
So this was my new job, taking care of things for this Angelina person. I had met her, but we were still a little stiff in our conversations, building the Mistess/Butler relationship.
I had seen the servant girl Sara also, and thought that she looked a tasty little piece. Maybe something for the cold nights of winter.

I inspected the drawing room, and the silver, all was well, as I waited upon the Mistresses return.
 
The carriage passed threw the center of london pulling away from the hustle and bustle of the streets into aroad where mansions had been built either side of the road the carriage pulled outside a Cream coloured one the driver hopped out of the front of the carriage and opened the door, Angella stood up and took the Drivers outheld hand and hopped off the carriage she looked at the building before her it was big alot bigger then the old mansion...

...The Driver ran ahead and knocked on the door the butler opened the door and Angella walked in she looked at the butler beside her "Hello Jackson was it, i hope you wil serv just as well as my last butler" she said as she walked forward a bit so she was now in the middle of the Entrance hal which was huge she looked around pretending to be umimpressed by the new mansion she faced the Buter and the driver and said "I will retire to my room now i will not be long" she turned to the stairs and started to walk up them.
 
I opened the door for Mrs Toletto, welcoming her to her new home. saying to her,

Good day Mrs Toletto, I an Walter Jackson, the butler here, may I bid you welcome ma`am."

She stepped forward, looking around the entrance hall, somewhat disdainfuly I thought, but then, new owners were all the same at first. Without looking at me she said

"Hello Jackson was it? I hope you will serve just as well as my last butler"

My first thoughts were "what a haughty one we have here, she will need bringing down a peg or two Walter."

I waited a moment before replying, looking into her eyes, and saying.

"I sincerely hope that everything i do will be to your satisfaction Mrs Tolette, everything"

"I will retire to my room now I will not be long"

"Will you require your maid ma`am?"


I asked in my most cultured voice, as she strode away. She certainly had a jaunty walk, I wondered if anything else about her was jaunty also.
 
ANgella was halfway up the stairs when Walter asked her if her maid was needed she turned to face him and and said

"Yes send her right away" she turned back again and continued her way up the stairs when she reached the top she looked threw one of the doors it was obviously not her room so she went back to the top of the stairs and waited for sara there.
 
name: Charles Devereaux
occ: businessman from south wales
physique:6'2", med built, polished, blue eyes

ic: at last, the Toletto estate is in view. this trip is exhausting. i just hope that Lady Toletto would finally decide on purchasing the seven hectares of land from the bay area...

i just hope i could convince her... or this trip was for naught...

"what a finely built mansion..."
 
walked to the door... thinking...

"this will be a BIG break if the deal goes well..."

"hmmm... i just hope the Lady of the house is accomodating..."

knock on the door...

"tap! tap! tap!..."

the door opens... a sturdy looking man...

"...and they have a butler..."

the butler leads Charles into the foyer...

"...this is unbelievable! hmmm... i could stay here for a vacation...!"

then laughs...
 
Sara enters into Miss. Toletto's room after she was summoned by Jackson. Angella wasn't in the room yet so sara starts to put the linens on the bed since this was the last room to do. She finished with the first layer of sheets when Angella enters.

Sarah walked over to pull out the chair by Angella's vanity. "Good day Miss. Here, I'm sure you've had a long day of traveling." She said offering the chair. After Angela sat she continued. "I must say there has been alot of talk around here about your arrival. I hear that some of the ladies have sons that they want to match you with. However hearing about them from other servants makes these men sound rather dull and it's quite irritating. Oh! I'm afraid my mouth is running away with me...I don't want to talk you to death, especially after a long day of travelling already. Would you like to take a nap or maybe something to eat?"
 
OOC:
Name: Akiyama Williams
Age: 25
Hair: Black
Hair Length: Down to shoulders, keeps it in one braid
Eyes: Green
Clothes: Black shoes, black pants, and white dress shirt. While dressed as a commoner he wears black boots, black pants, and a ragged white shirt.

An former Asian immigrant who found gold at the age of 19 and became wealthy in England, still adjusting to his new way of life. 5'6 feet tall, long black hair he keeps in one braid, his skin is light but has a slight tan to it from spending time on ships. Green eyes, muscular but can't really tell unless he has his shirt off. Talks with a slight accent. To get away from the stress of his work he sometimes dresses as a commoner at night to meet "real" people...

IC
Akiyama yawned as he lay in his bed. It had been a great night for him. He had closed a deal with the local merchants and traders who sailed to other countries. To celebrate he had once again donned his commoner clothing and met up with some of his neighbors servant girls. He smiled at the thought of the one he was with last night, England was starting to really grow on him.

As he continued to lay in his bed a thought struck him. "I was supposed to meet Miss Angella at three..." he thought as he leapt from the bed. As he slid on his clothing, one of his servants proceeded to braid his hair, she was very professional. Though she was young she was wise beyond her years. "Remember Sir, keep your head up and try to keep your eyes on the person you're doing business with...not their wives or maids..." she said smiling at him.

Akiyama smiled as he stood there in the mirror adjusting the collar on his shirt, he didn't wear a tie he hated them. "Thanks Jennifer. No need for the warning though I'm dealing with a woman...more than likely she'll be one of those old hags who want nothing more to pry me for information so she can gossip with her friends" he said simlply. As she finished she gave him a pat on the back and walked out of the room. "Your carriage is ready, and by the way Akiyama it's only one, you have two hours before your meeting." she yelled. Akiyama's mouth dropped open as she gave him the news. He heard her laugh as she walked down the stairs. It was her "revenge" for him staying out all night, she worried about him, more about his reputation if it ever got out he was dressing as a commoner and screwing around with people's servant maids.

Akiyama shook his head as he walked downstairs and out of his mansion, at the end of the path that ran from his front door to the gates was his carriage. Jennifer was already outside giving commands to gardener. "Make sure those roses are watered, and put those bonsai trees to the east!" she groaned as one of the gardener's helpers tripped over a shovel. Akiyama shook his head stiffling his laughter as he boarded his carriage and began his way to the city...
 
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Angella sat in the chair Sara had pulled out for her and laid her gloves on the table beside her and listened to what sara had to say when sara stated to apologise for talkingtoo much Angella said "Do not worry sara i enjoy our chats" she pondered over her choice for a second "I believe i will have a nap after all there will proberlly be food at my welcoming ball"

Her face saddened she had once when she was young enjoyed going to the balls but now she was just surronded by men asking her for a dance and boasting on how much money they earbed and wage of how their income beat their outcome and now when she adanced it wasn't as joyful as it used to be it was nice when she started but soon enough her feet would ache and she of course would have to go on dancing.

She was just about to stand up when the tap tap tap at the door and Walter opened the door she heard some talking and then Walter knocked on the door "A Charles Devereaux in the foyer to see you Ma'am" he said, Angella stood up and said "Tell him to wait there Walter i will be down straight away" she replyed, she pulled her gloves back on and headed towards the foyer once she reached there she was created by a man a bit taller then her not much as he entered he bowed

"Charles Devereaux i presume" she said

before giving the man time to talk she said "I am very sorry to dissapoint Mister Devereaux but the fact is i am at this present time getting prepared for a ball you are of course welcome to come along and we will talk in the morning you are of course welcome to stay as well we have a lot of spare rooms but if you would prefer to go home well the choice is in your hands mister Devereaux and of course one of my servants coul send a message to your hoe to say if you have any visitors then they are welcome here as well." She stood there waiting for a response the man looked like he was in shock she smiled at the thought.
 
OOC
A short note for posters
In Victorian houses in London, the Butler had absolute power.

If you came to the door, and he did not know you, you would need a calling card, a letter of intorduction, or an appointment, before he would even consider telling the Master or Mistress you were even there.
Thank you
 
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right so what are we gonna do about this little mess we have here we can just continue or.............
 
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Amy (Roleplay) said:
right so what are we gonna do about this little mess we have here we can just continue or.............

Might be best to either start again
or
start a new thread
you lead
others will follow I am sure
 
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