Such Roleplay!

[Kyrios]

*Pats Cath* Ahhh are you a kitty, yes you are, a sweet little kitty. Want a hug little kitty?

[Cath]

Nope!

[Kyrios]

*Dangles cat toy again*

[Turroe33]

*places a big saucer of milk and tuna fish out for the kitty along with a warm a scratching post*  I might not be a cat person but I know how to keep one entertained.  And as long as she stays away from my extremely shiny thermos of never=ending catnip tea we should be good.

[IvanXLIV]

*the butler manages to escape the clutches of the Great Mercantile Rodent once more, teleporting to the mansion in a frantic state of mind... looks around, dismayed, and utters:*

"People, people... by Jove, what is going on here?

- guests on fire;
- charging drinks to guests;
- lady Tavana still missing;
- no gardener;
- cats and kittens and pussies and Cath, oh my!

Before I'm yanked back to where I came from, may I offer a few suggestions to the staff and guests:

1) Blah, the gardener's job is yours, should you want it... you already know your way around cactuses, and I'm sure bush-trimming, bush-wacking, or any sort of bushy business would be right up your alley.

2) Turroe, I'm placing you in charge of supplies... you are now the manor's official quartermaster.

3) Kyrios, you show surprising skill with animals and small children; you could be the stablemaster (or groundskeeper, perhaps)...

*Ivan, still gesturing wildly in every direction while trying to maintain some semblance of stoic detachment, is unexpectedly yanked back to the land of the Great Mercantile Rodent... for at least 48 hours more.*

[Turroe33]

[quote pid='7962' dateline='1456977633']
*the butler manages to escape the clutches of the Great Mercantile Rodent once more, teleporting to the mansion in a frantic state of mind... looks around, dismayed, and utters:*

"People, people... by Jove, what is going on here?

- guests on fire;
- charging drinks to guests;
- lady Tavana still missing;
- no gardener;
- cats and kittens and pussies and Cath, oh my!

Before I'm yanked back to where I came from, may I offer a few suggestions to the staff and guests:

1) Blah, the gardener's job is yours, should you want it... you already know your way around cactuses, and I'm sure bush-trimming, bush-wacking, or any sort of bushy business would be right up your alley.

2) Turroe, I'm placing you in charge of supplies... you are now the manor's official quartermaster.

3) Kyrios, you show surprising skill with animals and small children; you could be the stablemaster (or groundskeeper, perhaps)...

*Ivan, still gesturing wildly in every direction while trying to maintain some semblance of stoic detachment, is unexpectedly yanked back to the land of the Great Mercantile Rodent... for at least 48 hours more.*


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*Breifly changes into full rennfair garb including a chain mail shirt and properly worn kilt* I shall not fail in the duties that thou hast bestowed upon me.  *magical girl sequence back to almost regular clothes but keeps the kilt.*

[blahbitty]

Exactly...charging me!? Cactus hell! ....

Also, I'll take the job. I will grow some potatoes once I get farm equipment. Hoping my posting for that pays off.

[Cath]

Or you'll have to send a maid-ay (mayday)

[blahbitty]

(03-03-2016, 06:36 AM)CBM97 Wrote: Or you'll have to send a maid-ay (mayday)

I .... don't get it. *thumbs up*

Can I have an assistant for gardening?

[Vrook]

No Blah!