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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 18, 2009 20:28:03 GMT -5
Will come up with a better name later! XD
My character: Ella ___________________[must have last name] 25 5'4" Brown hair, always up in a bun, but reaches her mid-back when down Green eyes Loves Anthony and Pirelli
Uhm, yeah...I guess that's it.
Now it's your turn, Lyssie! Then we can rp!!
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 19, 2009 20:00:12 GMT -5
Rose Foster in her 20's (dunno what age i want her yet. ) 5'3" long dark brown hair, always up. golden eyes with a bit of green in them. falls for sweeney. shes a run away from france. she makes her own gin and uses blood in the mix. (hehehe...had to make it sweeneyish)
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 19, 2009 20:06:18 GMT -5
Ewww! She should sell them with Mrs. Lovett's meat pies!
Since I have no sense of planning, how do you want to start this? I wanna work with Pirelli until he dies!
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 19, 2009 20:13:14 GMT -5
ok. you can do that. u can start out with pirelli in his little...shack thingy. lol. and i planned on it! thats why they keep her.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 19, 2009 20:35:40 GMT -5
[[Oh dear. Why would they keep Ella if she was connected to Pirelli whom Sweeney hated? Must think!!]]
It was another dark morning, just like the last one. I sighed and sat up on my cot, wondering again why I had taken the job to serve Pirelli. He's got the boy, Toby, so why am I needed anymore? I'm not even paid that much. I look over to where Pirelli was getting ready for the day, and smiled. If he wasn't attractive, I would left, found another place to work. "Good morning, sir!" I said, smiling.
[[Should I call him Pirelli or his real name? I've got the dvd going, so I can look it up.]]
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 19, 2009 20:55:09 GMT -5
(lol. i dunno. we'll figure somethin out. rose'll convince sweeney with lovetts help.)
I walked around the pie shop filling men's glasses with my gin. I'd been working for Ms. Lovett and Mr. Todd for a good while now. We sold meat pies and I made my gin. They both had...special qualities. But I loved working there. Mrs. lovett was so cheery and chattery. Mr. Todd was awfully quiet but I...fell for him anyways. "Good Mornin' Mr. Todd. Did you sleep at all last night?" I asked, brining him his breakfast.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 19, 2009 21:06:50 GMT -5
[[Okay! I think I'll call him Davey when I'm talking to him, but write Pirelli in the posts. Does that make sense?]]
"Morning." Pirelli grumbled. 'Another bad day ahead?' I thought as I shook my hair out to comb it, before putting it up in a bun again. "Mornin' Ella!" Toby said cheerfully, and I smiled at him. "Morning darling." I replied. Since I had begun working for Pirelli, Toby had become like my brother. "Davey, mind if I take him into town for some food?" I asked. Pirelli sighed. "Go. Just be back before noon." He replied. Toby and I climbed out of the tent and headed towards Fleet Street.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 19, 2009 21:21:09 GMT -5
(yup. i gottcha)
Mr. Todd didnt say anything as I talked to him, but thats how it usually was. I cleaned up the mess from his early morning "shave". "I slept alright. Had some pretty strange dreams. But...that's sorta normal. thanks to the shop that is." I rambled on and on for a while and he sat in his chair, staring off as always. "A need a drink." He said and my head shot up. "Alright. I'll be back in a jiff." I said and hurried down stairs.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 19, 2009 21:25:11 GMT -5
"Where are we?" Toby asked as I opened the door to Mrs. Lovett's Meat Pies. I told that bit of information to Toby, who wrinkled his nose. "It smells weird." He said. "Well, go back to Davey then. I'm getting somethin to eat." I replied, and went up to a girl who was running around, getting some gin. "'Scuse me, got a second for a couple of customers?" I asked.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 19, 2009 21:37:57 GMT -5
I stopped and looked at the two. "Sure. What would you like? We have meat pies and some very delicious gin. You hungry, thirsty? What?" She asked.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 20, 2009 17:46:01 GMT -5
"Two of each, if you don't mind." I said, and Toby and I sat down at a table together while we waited.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 20, 2009 21:10:30 GMT -5
I smiled. "Of course dear." I went behind the counter and got two meat pies out of the miniature oven we had out front. I dont know how people eat these.... I thought, looking at them in disgust. I poured each of them a glass of my gin. "There ya are. If you need anything, just ask me or Mrs. Lovett. "
((sorry if my posts are longish. the other site im on requires it. it'll become a habit. lol. ;D))
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 20, 2009 21:20:35 GMT -5
"Thank you." I replied, and watched as Toby poked his pie. "Eat it." I said in a harsh tone as I took a bite out of mine. It was disgusting, but I was hungry, and didn't care. Pirelli never paid me in money, so I could buy anything but these pies to eat. They were the cheapest thing to buy with the little money he gave Toby for food.
[[it's fine! I like reading long posts!]]
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 20, 2009 21:27:34 GMT -5
((huh...wonder what he paid with )) I brought the gin up to Mr. Todd, holding my skirts up as I walked. "Here ya are Mr. Todd!" I stopped at the door, waiting for reconition. He barely turned his head toward me. I silently taught him a while back that I wouldnt go any farther than the door when bringing something he asked until he acknowledged i was there. "We've got customers today, sir." I told him brightly. "The two younger folk that work for that barber in the market." That sparked his interest. "We should go see him today, dontcha think, mr. t?" I rambled.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 20, 2009 21:34:01 GMT -5
[[FUN TIME!!!]]
Toby and I finished our pies quickly, and washed the taste away the best we could with the gin. When Mrs. Lovett came by, we ordered more as Toby counted out the money. "Do we have enough?" I asked, suddenly worried we'd have to leave quickly while no one was looking. "Yeah, for once." Toby replied putting in on the table.
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