Miss Magius's Midnight Mannor

I'm Miss Magius, my late trainer wasn't all that creative, but that's to be expected of the exceedingly wealthy. She also called me Missy and.. I like it when friends call me that too. I've come to inherit or more specifically no one has come to claim the old manor house since my trainer's passing. I get very lonely here, it's dark and old and spooky. I'd love the company if you are willing to brave the night. Current Status: M!A: You're a human until the 18th. ask blog, rp blog, skype: lindsay_windel

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Lita smiled and waved at the human. "hello there." she greeted happily.

Well hello there Miss Lita

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So how are you on this fine night?

I am doing quite well it seems that I've been brought back to the realm of the living for a time at least.

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A terrible mess? No, you look beautiful.~

I… I do?..

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to my rp buddies and to anyone else who wants to rp with me.  Sorry for being mia for a while.  my Mun fell ill with food poisoning pretty bad stuff too right before valentines day then on valentines day things.. were kinda rocky for both of us.  But we are back and ready to game!

[peter-and-goliath-deactivated20]

Peter and Goliath in the Midnight Manor || closed rp

Rain poured down in heavy sheets.  Only an hour ago the sky had been with scarcely a cloud above.  Now black clouds loomed over as lightening flashed and thunder resounded heavy claps.  An old mansion, the only building for miles sat amidst overgrown farmlands.  From the look of it, the large building seemed abandoned.

*A man stood amidst the rain, the lightning illuminating his silhouette against the countryside. The rain was a hindrance, and mansion looked like the perfect place to escape it. He walked up to the door, giving the door a loud knock. He didn’t want to barge in on someones home, that could create…problems*

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Not a single sound greeted him from the house.  No lights and now that he’d approached the doors he’d find no lights came form any of the rooms he could see into the windows of.  The front yard was overgrown and the main fountain choked with vines. If anyone lived here they had not taken care of it in some time.

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*Peter slowly reached for the door knob and opened the door, striding into the dark mansion and out of the drenching sheets of rain. It was in pretty bad shape, but it would do as shelter from the storm*

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Inside the entryway loomed with a high ceiling and old photographs and paintings lining the walls.  Dust covered nearly every surface and the old wallpaper had sloughed off in some places.  From here he could see a doorway to his left leading into a rather fancy seating area, to his right a large dining room.  Ahead stood two large staircases leading upstairs to an imposing framed painting.

[peter-and-goliath-deactivated20]

*He decided that the seating area would probably be his best bet at finding a suitable palce to hunker down for the night. He didn’t want to chance falling through any staircases*

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Inside the seating area he’d find the furniture here all quite old, but well made.  Dust covered every surface and the upholstery of most of the chairs were faded to where their original colors could no longer be distinguished.  Set out on the coffee table was a very old but lovely tea set.  Out of everything here it seemed this was the only thing that hadn’t a speck of dust on it.  In fact the aroma of freshly made tea wafted out of the top of the spout.

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*Peter immediately tensed, his movements stopped and he looked around very carefully. This was very good evidence that he was not alone in this mansion…and however else might be here might not like intruders. He began scanning the surrounding are for any more signs of this mansions inhabitants*

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On a small servers table in the next hallway he'd find freshly laid out teacakes.  Small and dainty, still warm from the oven and the icing not even fully set fully.  A set of six to match the tea cups out in the living room with the prepared tea.  Again the tray the cakes were set on hadn't even a spec of dust though everything else here needed more than a few attempts at dusting and polishing.

[ichibanturtle]

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“I can try, if I can’t hide myself in the shadows I will have to phase into the wall for protection, alright?”

[ichibanturtle]

“As long as you stay here, you’ll be safe…probably.” With that Leo zipped off to search for the nearest sewer entrance.

[askmissmagius-blog]

"Oh I'm not moving from here until you get back ok?"  She called out then hid herself entirely into the shadows again.

[red-red-pride]

In which we learn that words, sweet or not, can be just as deadly as our actions llclosed rp, @askmissmagiusll

[red-red-pride]

Izaya nods to Missy. “Sure why not?”,he answers the young ghost before him. “I just don’t know if other people can see you or not otherwise we can just walk around in different places but I don’t know if I should speak or not.”,he explains slightly. He just didn’t want to see crazy for talking to a ghost that no one but him could see. Or maybe he was already crazy since it was still raining and he was in the rain…talking to a ghost.

[askmissmagius-blog]

"I think others can see me, if I want them to.  I just have to take time to focus on being more tangible.  If I had something tasty to eat I'd have the energy to even appear entirely solid."  she huffed and sighed as she floated over to him.  "I have an idea, I don't want to burden you, give me a moment and I will go get some money and treat us both to something tasty ok?"  She floated away from him and swiftly went off back to the manor.  It took a couple minutes, but she returned with a small bag with a rather large sum of money inside, more than enough to live off for a few weeks.  "This should be enough for some treats yes?"

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M!A: You're a human for 3 days.

A.. I’m a human?!  for.. for three days?.. wait does.. that mean I’m alive or just a ghost?… oh goodness I don’t know! I haven’t been a human in so long! I bet I look a terrible mess!

[askmissmagius-blog]

Mismagius are Purple and Violets are Blue, I want you to know, I really appreciate you!

You do? &w&

[askmissmagius-blog]

yes but hug are good for everyone and i mean everyone because they like to cheer someone up and i sorry

Oh… kay I will admit yes I like hugs it’s just you freaked me out earlier.  I’m sorry for being such a butt about it.

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(ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Of course you can join! More tea for everyone! uwu

She lets out the happiest little squee before bolting off to the wardrobe.  "I simply MUST get a good hat for this! this one! no .. no this one! no.. no oh! perfect!!!"  Returns with a teeny tiny top hat sitting on the wide brim of her witches hat.. Despite being comical it's shockingly adorable.

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M!A hour

Hit me with your best shot.

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(( You're better than me, I know that. >u< Also your muse is adorable. ))

Miss Magius: No I'm not.

Lindsay: NO I'M NOT!

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Hours later she wakes up and blinks to find a plush gorilla beside her.  “hm?… it’s so plush and warm.”  She snuggles it gently.  “mmmm so soft! where did this come from?”

[scarf-loving-mienshao-deactivat]

A little note lay next to it, with a pleasant black pattern embroidered along the edges. It reads as follows:

“I have heard that you are a little down right now. And while I don’t know you personally, I am always concerned about good folks who are down in the dumps. Just letting you know that I think you’re a pretty nifty person, and the emotion of sadness doesn’t look too good on you. Crack a smile, for all of us who adore you! PS: In hindsight, I probably should have given this to you as a gift, rather than deliver it personally while you were asleep; I really don’t want to come off as a bloody creeper, ahaha.

Wishing you the best,

Shale Ronovoe

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Missy looks down at the note for a while before carefully placing it up with her other precious things on her dresser.  She snuggles up with the soft plush and hums a sweet little song.  As she sings the quill and ink set spring to life and start to dance across her vanity table.  A piece of paper and an envelope flit out from a drawer and lay neatly.

~Dear Shale Ronovoe,

I simply love the plush, you have no idea how much it means to me.  I get so lonely here that the small things like a hi really lift up my spirit.  Don't be a stranger, the doors to my manor are always open to you.  Maybe we can have tea some time?

Sincerely,

Missy~

The paper folds up in into the envelope and then with a shimmering light pop! It is gone, off on it's way to delivery.

[vingora]

[today-the-world-is-ugly]

This is absolutely terrifying. Just look at it, it is so real and astonishing. You need to reblog this. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging orange, teenage girls with vans on. I don’t care if you’re used to reblogging vintage or photography. This is real. You can even see the fury in his eyes. The tense muscles in between his fingers. The heavy breathing. reblog this. NOW.in all seriousness thoughM..my heart just stopped… ;~;Guys, you’ve got to reblog this. It’s reality and it needs to be brought to everyone’s attention.I lost a friend to this kind of harassment. I really don’t want to remind myself of everything that happened so I won’t say a word about it. All I will say is, he was one of my best friends and the kindest person I had ever known. The pain I went through after his death was indescribable. I want you all to know that it’s not easing knowing that someone you love had such thoughts that they didn’t deserve living anymore. I’m not good with words at all so please excuse this lousy paragraph I have attempted to write to move you. I am serious though. Don’t ignore this.i’m going to reblog forever.This kills me, please stop this.it seriously hurts to know people say thishow the fuck could you possibly send someone hate, or make rude comments when you know all to well that this could be the outcome, makes me sick. somebody please stop this from happening.

ALRIGHT STOP SCROLLING RIGHT NOW. REBLOG THIS. I DON’T CARE IF YOU ARE A HIPSTER, SUMMER, PHOTOGRAPHY, BOHO, SURF, WHATEVER BLOG. REBLOG THIS. 

Oh my god

THIS MOVED ME SO MUCH GUYS REBLOG ;__; ;;;n;;;

((I DONT CARE WHAT KIND OF BLOG YOU ARE

REBLOG THIS))

[lookupmyhippy]

If you don’t reblog this I’m judging you so hard.

[commandersarah]

Dude.. This is sick and down right wrong, people need to see what sending hateful things to others can do

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Hours later she wakes up and blinks to find a plush gorilla beside her.  "hm?... it's so plush and warm."  She snuggles it gently.  "mmmm so soft! where did this come from?"

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