Keroascrazy

Sorry to say the event may be cancelled today. None of my other staff members are checking in. However I am unlocking the estate and all are welcome to come by and explore the maze at yoru leisure. We hope all who came were able to enjoy themselves, and many seasons to come, we hope to bring new fun events for the community!

we actually entertained the idea for some time, but thought better of it for reasons I cant remember. Probably manpower. (we also entertained the idea of a mobile demon wall, but size of wall vs size of hallways....)

oops! we've had a miscommunication! the time intended is 3-5 EST not 1-3 est. Sorry for that!

Just a few hours away! Wjllony will be your host of ghosts, within you'll find surprises and treats!

To those asking, the event begins on a sunday afternoon, 'officially' runs for 5 days, those are the days that we will be there to liven the place up a bit. After that though, the Aether house will be unlocked and people can come and go at their leisure. the maze will be up for a while. (but we have goodies to give during halloween)

[align=center] Speakeasy Tavern is under new management![/align] [align=center]It has been a wild ride so far for the patrons of the speakeasy![/align] [align=center]None of us here anticipated the speakeasy to grow as quickly as it has, and we appreciate everyone’s patronage and contribution, for better or worse.[/align] Unfortunately, Elmo, the Taverns founder, has had to step down from the official title of leader and has passed the mantle to Haru and myself. this decision was made to prevent the closing of the tavern altogether as we understand there are many of you who enjoy the Tavern as an alternative roleplay hub, and would be sad to see it go. Elmo has decided to leave his FC house in the Lavender Beds open to rp, and will still be considered the Taverns founder ICly and OOcly. This still means that what elmo says, Goes. This is not a waiver to disregard him ICly in his own establishment. As this is the case, we will strive to achieve his original vision of the Tavern. That being said, I feel that it is important to make a few points about the speakeaasy tavern clear for any and all who are currently roleplaying and would like to join in the future: *Haru is my co-leader for the Speakeasy. I would ask that you treat him with respect and honor his word when I am not around. We are on the same page and in near constant contact. Please honor any and all decisions he makes in my absence. (the Same goes for Arky Mosuke. He can be a hardass. But I ask that you respect him and his decisions as well.) *The Speakeasy is an all-inclusive place to chill, hang out, and lurk about to meet other people who may share your interests and likes. *We do not discriminate against anyone for their sexual preferences, and ask that all patrons treat each other with the common courtesy that should be given to others in a close proximity. *This being said, The Speakeasy is NOT A place for the curious to live out their sexualized fantasies and fetishes, and we would prefer that any overly sexual conversation and content be left AT THE DOOR when you choose to join our community. (There are other places to explore your kinks, like Flexible Survival.) *We understand that ERP happens, and it is sometimes unavoidable. We ask that you do not engage in these activities at the bar publicly. There is a room in the back if things become absolutely too hot and heavy for you and your current rp partner to handle. We request that if this does happen, please keep it in tell and or party chat. Again I would like to stress that we would prefer you do your absolute best to keep it out of house altogether. *This is an open rp hub, there are a few regular members who hold the place of bartender, but in the occasion that none are online to mix you an amazing drink, feel free to hop behind the bar and mix one up yourself for you and yours, or use the NPC, Bob as a plot tool. These are our guidelines and they are here for the betterment of the community, you can choose to abide by them or not. If you cannot abide by these, then have a wonderful day, and good luck finding your new haunt, as it is not with us. If you have any questions feel free to address myself or Haru, if you can catch either of us online. Otherwise leave your concerns with me here either on this thread, or in PM, and I will do my best to address them. In the rare case that you cannot find myself or Haru and your need is immediate, you may also contact Arky Mosuke with your concerns. (As a footnote: Please do NOT contact Elmo with any concerns regarding the issue of management swap. He has enough to worry about as it is.) Original Speakeasy thread can be found here.

I am suddenly so glad that I joined in on this! I try oh so very hard to roleplay in a manner that denies my rp partners access to Kero's thoughts. I try to convey what she may be feeling by body language more than anything. I have the opportunity to dredge up old RP's and re-write them directly from Keroa's perspective, with her thoughts and feelings added in. This is so refreshing. even if I never resonate with another gem holder, writing these memories out in advance has been a truly enjoyable experience.

And he wanted to put a shiva chandelier in there. >w> Luuuuv yew elmo

taught in her earlier years by those at the ossuary who were able to recognize her potential for thaumaturgy. can't be a good student if you don't understand the material.

I had to load this page up, because I got lost and forgot the address. @_@

Im giggling at your fingers. such a hard time with my name x3 Wishing you good luck! and off to bed for me. I may have an alt drop by sometime.

She had just aetherstepped to her company hall, a light growl escaping her throat as she materialized in familiar territory. Why was that blasted cat so determined to pester her? So heated were her thoughts that she nearly didn't notice the mailbox notifying her of a new package. She paused long enough to retrieve and examine the small box briefly before choosing that inside was the better place to open it. Keroa had barely made it to the front porch before a shifting of the air behind her, and an all too familiar, if unwelcome voice addressed her. "Well, that was well done. Though I'm not sure why you insisted on all the lights and noise..." She knew that voice just about anywhere, and it grated on her nerves that he knew where she lived well enough to freely teleport to her doorstep. Her only response to him now was to open the door and cry out, "Halone's fury you are stubborn!" She had already learned that trying to verbally convince the man to leave was near impossible. She would have to ignore him and hope he went away on his own. She turned to glance over her shoulder, knowing already that he followed her, just in time to see him tilt his head in a childish manner. "Oh come now woman, if I meant you harm don't you think I would have done it by now? Anyway what's in the box?" "I haven't heard that one before." she said with sarcasm venomously dripping from her lips. She took a moment to look at the parcel in her hand, and offered a noncommittal shrug as an answer to his inquiry as she headed to her open office. She was thankful for the half mask, though she was sure it did nothing to hide the irritated frown that had set itself upon her lips. At least she could take solace in the fact that he'd never seen her face. At least not in it's entirety. Her jaw, sure, but that's all he got. As she settled in behind her desk, Gunther plopped himself down on the nearby couch, leaning over to peer at her as he spoke. "You know... I do feel bad not rewarding you somehow. It was quite a bit of work you did to get my friend back in order. You sure theirs nothing you'd like? I'm pretty handy as it so happens." Behind that mask, her eyes rolled oh so far into the back of her head. She wanted nothing from this man other than for him to leave her be! She hadn't accepted that job for payment, no she'd accepted that job because that was the whole reason the company was founded. Arky founded the company, and the hall to aid those in need, and offer them a safe haven should they require it. Of course Kero had her qualms with the idea of simply letting strangers move in and wander about as they please. but there was the paper work, and background checks. He had set it up to keep everyone safe. And she was determined to see his will done in his absence. Even if she loathed the idea of forcing herself to meet new people, mingle and 'play nice', as he had put it so many moons ago. she let him speak as she inspected her parcel. A plain box, secured with a simple string to keep its contents secure. without much ceremony she removed the string and opened the box, plucking up the red stone within. As she inspected the stone, she sighed heavily. "You want to know what I really want?" Came her bitter question as she laid the gemstone onto her desk to pluck the accompanying note. "If the request doesn't involve me getting out, never coming back, or leaving you alone, then please, do tell." Keroa scoffed, unfolding the paper. "I want Arky to come home." "Any idea where he went?" He asked in a curious tone. "Your guess is as good as mine." came her flat response. "Well, that leaves a lot of terrain open to search. Do you know why he left? And please keep in mind that the more I know, the better chance I'll have the man." "He's trading." she replied, flipping the note over to its backside. Wait, who sent this note? "Practicing his mercantile expertise and sending money home." Her tone quickly went from annoyed to annoyed confusion. Who were the "Sisters of the Red lotus?" she asked out loud, the question echoed by her unwanted company. "Sisters of the red lotus?" Keroa realized she'd messed up by thinking aloud, and with no better recourse for the moment, read the note aloud. "Dearest friend, In the spirit of Starlight we are distributing blessings of prosperity to all. Please accept this gemstone and think of it as a token of good fortune." her lip scrunched off to one side. "Signed Sisters of the Red Lotus." "... That's weird. Heard of them before, not much mind you, just a few words here, a passing thought there. Can't say I know their purpose, but I didn't think they were goldsmiths with a penchant for charity... Mind if I have a look at that stone?" Keroa sat back in her chair, arms crossed, one hand bent upward at the wrists to give him a "whatever" signal. She avoided looking his way but kept his figure in her line of sight. "Never heard of 'em." She watched as he picked up the stone and began to examine it. She tried to will her tail to still as its tip had been flicking nonstop since she'd sat down. "... slightly aetheric in nature, but i'm not sure what its purpose may be. Might just have a small enchantment on it to keep it shiny for all I know. In any case, on first examination its a rock, but your the experts, and its your stone." puts it back on the table, "Though their is an old saying, 'Beware Garleans bringing gifts." Pretty sure the saying applies here loosely. Keroa appeared the very image of a teenager being told what she thought she already knew, arms crossed, gaze off to the side, her wrist tilted upwards once more in dismissal. "Beats me how they know I like Saffrons, must be a lucky guess. I'll put it with that damned ring that Duskwight elezen gave me." Gunther pressed her more for details on Arky, and promised her to have information on him in two days. he wasn't going to take no for an answer, so she gave him the bare minimum he asked for. She wasn't going to trust him with anything else, especially after the mention of his 'network'. Finally he relented; "Anyway, i'll have the birds flying with that alert before I turn in tonight. Speaking of which, i'll be heading back to my office. Despite your constantly refreshing and upbeat personality, I am feeling a tad tired. Have a pleasant evening. I'll contact you when I've found your Arky fellow." Keroa nodded and with that lovely tone of sarcasm she offered her farewell, "Good luck." a small wave to accompany the sentiment. She heard gunther chuckle before he vanished as silently as he appeared. Show off. Keroa stood then, and made her way to the small desk across from her office, and true to her word she placed the flat stone in the drawer. "Insistent buggering sod..." She was too irritated to think about this enigma right now. She would think on it more when she wasn't absolutely irritated. (don't hate me. that was way longer than I thought...)