Mirror Relm: Shattered Dream (Roleplay Thread)

[Mistress Guendolen]

Mmm, it smelled marvelous.... Maria took up her fork, carefully taking up a bit of the noodle mixture, tasting it. "Oh, this is excellent!" It really was very good.... She eagerly tucked in to her lunch, making a mental note to return here, if all the food was this good.

[muffinstud]

Ray eagerly got out from under the car and gave himself a satisfied nod. He had axle grease all over his hands and face, and red transmission fluid covered his front. He dropped the key on the counter for Max to hear. "So you've finished now? Well, you'll be wanting to tidy up, then. Go on home, I'm done with you for today. Go, off with you!" He gave Ray a shooing motion.

Back at his small apartment, Ray waded through the collection of random auto parts on the floor and found a clear spot on the couch. He plopped down with a grunt and picked up a copy of "I, Robot" by Isaac Asimov. He was soon able to relax a bit and put his feet up on the coffee table/engine block in front of the couch. Maybe he should work on that tonight? It'd be nice to put that V8 into that '67 Mustang chassis he had rusting in his parking space. But what if he didn't get the seals right? What if he dropped it from the engine crane? A dozen more what ifs filled his mind, only going away when he buried his nose back into the book.

[Garath the Shadowshifter]

"I'm feeling kind of bold. I think I'll have some of that Reject Chili. How much is that?"

"Ah Reject Chilli is the house specail. Only four bucks a bowl. We take ground up turkey, cook it, and mix it all up with Pork and beans. Then we take shreaded cheeder and mozerella cheese and mix them in as well. It's very tasty"

(This is an ACTUAL RECIPE. I make this all the time and it's awsome. I litterly cook some ground turkery (it works with ground beef, but ground turkey tastes better) Mix it in with a couple of large pork and bean cans. (after the ground meat is cooked of course) and then take any bag of preshreaded cheese that has at least yellow and white cheese in it, and mix it in with the beans and meat. Because of how it comes out, I call it reject chilli! ^_^)

[Haylie]

(I'll have to try that one of these days)

Mike nods, replying, "Okay, I can do that. One Reject Chili with a Dr. Pepper, please, sir." He fishes around his pockets for his wallet.

[Garath the Shadowshifter]

"Ah a man not afraid to try new things I see. Excellent, I'll have you're order right up!"

Walking into the back, he got the order together and in no time at all got it out to Mike.

"Hope you enjoy it!"

[Haylie]

Whistling, Mike takes the food and sets it next to his laptop. "Fast service. I'll have to come back here."

[Garath the Shadowshifter]

(looks like it may be a good time to start having people go on their own, which will lead to them getting home and eventually have the transformations begin.

So feel free to do what you want. Which will include hanging around and talking to Edward if that's what you want. I think a little longer as our orginal selfs will work before we start with the TFs)

[Mystic Mina]

"Oh... That's right, isn't it? Can't believe I didn't remember that... I didn't even get to say goodbye."

Scott slumped down on his seat and sipped away at his strawberry milkshake dejectedly. He had hoped to get to know Sandra a little more, maybe even become something more than friend, but apparently fate had other plans for her. Well, at least she was getting a chance to live her dream. For Scott... Well, his dream died the moment he stepped foot in this town.

"I hope she does alright..."

[Garath the Shadowshifter]

(I don't really have anything for Edward to say here. Feel free to start posting your characters leaving the shop or asking him questions. But if you're holding back on posting because you're waiting for me to post something, we'll be here forever. ^^; )

[Rin Ashura]

Somewhere in town, an alarm clock goes off, signaling the start of a man's morning—although it's well into the afternoon hours. Before it reaches the second peak of its annoying chime, a dusky brown hand sweeps from the covers like a sudden gale across the plateau-shaped nightstand and crashes down atop the device, somehow hitting the off-button after a sequence of unsuccessful tries. The man sits upright like a zombie, blinking his almost-golden eyes incoherently before rolling out of the enormous king-sized bed and its myriad pillows, and slinking like a cat onto its feet. He reaches out, his slender arms sifting within his silken house robe, snapping his fingers just once—the room comes alive with sight and sound.

[ - 'Scar tissue that I wish you'd saw, sarcastic Mr. Know-it-all...' - ]

Polyphonic surround streamed The Red Hot Chili Pepper's hit song into the bedroom and it somehow fit the scenario, like sweet maple syrup would a fluffy buttermilk pancake on a Sunday morning. The song's melancholy melody and its sovereignty was rivaled only by the sound of his desktop humming awake with neon blue lights flickering inside the clear plastic casing of the tower and monitor alike. The screen flashed a chipper 'good morning, Derek' in bright and colorful text that danced after a few seconds of sitting still, soon voiced by a seductive female voice laced beneath the song and lyrics. Derek yawned, stroking his fingertips through his grisly stubble before laughing his way toward the window, wordlessly mouthing along with the song in perfect synch.

[ - 'With th' birds I'll share this l~lonely, view and...' - ]

[ - 'With th' birds I'll share this l~lonely view and...' - ]

He grabbed the curtains and drew them apart with a sudden yank, tearing down the barricades which hid the boundless sunlight now streaming into the room as if he'd suddenly stepped right into heaven. Golden luminescence spread robustly, wrapping everything in a subtle blanket of warmth. Derek smiled. It was a nice view, especially with what he had to pay in order to own a fancy high-rise apartment smack dab in the middle of down-town. "Mornin' Danielle. Start listening, open Word." he began, signaling the computer with vocal commands. It flickered from the screensaver to his desktop's background image, a hibiscus flower, and opened up Microsoft word and began typing exactly what he spoke aloud.

"It wasn't long before I realized exactly how precious a sunrise truly was. It wasn't until after I was trapped in endless darkness, imprisoned against my will to the limitless void that my eyes finally opened to the truth. I'd been living a bold lie, one that spread infectiously to everyone I held dear. Unknowingly, I'd sentenced them to my fate in the long run. It was then that I made the ultimate decision; I'd sacrifice myself to this fate. I would live within the ephemeral black void so that my loved ones wouldn't have to. I adopted a word from the old language to reflect this change. It was setho ashuraas, meaning 'to exist in nothing' which was, in itself, slang for a person who 'was waiting for sunrise'. In other words, a thief in the night."

[ - 'Push me up against the wall, young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra...' - ]

[ - 'Fallin' all over myself to lick yo' heart an' taste yo' health, 'cause...' - ]

[ - 'With th' birds I'll share this l~lonely view and...' - ]

"Save file. Close that." Derek mused, glancing over the words on the screen. Truly, it'd be a smooth progression into the next chapter of his book. He'd been struggling on a way to close out the current story arc for quite some time now, only able to find his answer in something most people took for granted. The Sun. "Man, I'm hungry." Derek mumbled, hearing his tummy rustling not too long afterward. Whisking a hand through his messy wool-like black hair, the man sighed. He'd just gotten his corn-rows taken out the night before, although now he figured that doing so had been a bit premature. Now his hair was just plain nappy and unkempt, although not without its subtle charm in being that way. "Danielle, what's in the fridge?"

"Do you really wanna know? You haven't gone shopping in about three months. I'd be surprised if there's even stale pizza left in the fridge that hasn't somehow mutated into some kind of B-movie monster. Hey, now there's an idea to use in your book." his computer chided in a scathingly hot manner. Derek's masculine face formed into a childlike pout.

"Aww, c'mon, Dani! That was unnecessarily harsh."

"Not as harsh as some of the corny plot devices you've been using. Your editor's going to slip into cardiac arrest, especially after missing last week's deadline. Instead of eating, you should really consider starving to death in order to finish this book. It's only fair."

Just what Derek needed; a computer AI with a sense of sarcasm that rivaled his own. Derek started getting dressed and grabbed his wallet as he started through the living room, the kitchen, and finally the door. "I'm gonna go out to grab some brain-fuel and a haircut, Dani. Hold down the fort, a'ight?"

"In case, what—aliens ninjas armed with foam bats attack and steal your priceless ancient artifacts? Sure thing."

Derek laughed. "Later, Dani." He shut the door and locked it behind him.

[ - 'Soft-spoken with a bro~ken jaw. Step outside, but not to brawl, and...' - ]

[ - 'Autumn's sweet, we...call it Fall.' - ]

[ - 'I'll make it to th' moon if a have to crawl, and...' - ]

[Kumi-chan]

Brillton sighs not really wanting to leave the restaurant but really having to. He gets up leaving money on the table for the bill "Edward the money is on the table I'll see you later" He walks out and starts walking down the sidewalk. He starts to look for anyplace that is hiring.

[Haylie]

Mike pushes the dishes, feeling satisfied. "Man, that wasn't bad chili, but hopefully I'll remember not to ask for any soft drinks next time." He rises, heading for the cash register with his wallet in hand.

[Melkorios]

Melanie smiles, looking at Edward. "Hey, sir, if it's not too much trouble, I'm ready to order... I'll have the reject chilly, a mountain dew, and a nice strawberry ice cream desert."

[Garath the Shadowshifter]

Mike pushes the dishes, feeling satisfied. "Man, that wasn't bad chili, but hopefully I'll remember not to ask for any soft drinks next time." He rises, heading for the cash register with his wallet in hand.

(Why not order a soft drink next time? Did you think you didn't get it? When I said 'put the order together' that INCLUDED the Dr. Pepper. >_< )

Melanie smiles, looking at Edward. "Hey, sir, if it's not too much trouble, I'm ready to order... I'll have the reject chilly, a mountain dew, and a nice strawberry ice cream desert."

"Comming right up my dear," Edward said with another classic smile. In a matter of moments he had her order not only together, but out to her table.

"I'll bring the ice cream out after you're done. Just flag me down," He said placing the items upon the table, "But don't even THINK about paying for this. Employess, even future ones eat for free at MY resteraunt!" Edward said with a wink.

Course she had never offically SAID she was going to take the job. But Edward had an eye for these kinda things...

[Mystic Mina]

"Um, do you need help closing up the shop, Edward? I don't have much homework to do, and I don't really feel like going home right now, so..."

Scott hoped that Edward would accept his offer. He didn't want to numb his mind with the loads of busy work school gave him, and he definitely didn't want to shut himself up in his room for the rest of the night and further develop his growing depression. With Sandra gone, there was only Edward left... Only Edward there to keep the bad thoughts out of his mind.

"Please? I promise I can clean everything up in a jiff! You know that I know this restaurant like I know the back of my hand!"