A Garden Party Casting Theard
ok this is A roleplaying thread for 6 people (tentatively) that begins in Arcadia December 31 1957 and ends on December 31 1958 you've been invited by an up and coming buissness man Thomas Finnely and his fashion designer wife Misses June Finnely to A news years eve bash in Arcadia's Tea Garden
please don't play any character from the games I would prefer if you made your own rather than be Frank Fontaine or Andrew Ryan per say but rather a citizen of Rapture the "broken artist" the up and coming songbird a news reporter anything like that. I want to see your character ideas first. Also I have a seperate playlist of jazz big band which I may refernce from time to time.
1956 Sofia Lamb is arrested and Stanley Poole takes over the admistrantion of Dionysus Park
November: Frank Fontaine is killed and Ryan Industries takes over Fontaine Futuristics Atlas rises
December: Thats us !
"My name is Bonnie Drake, My husband is the Commander of the Rapture Customs/Wharf Authority and I would be honored if you could send me an invitation..."
" I'm Magnus Van Dalgin and I am a high ranking agent that works in the Rapture Department of Investigation. I would be greatful if I got an invite."
ME! (Seems like fun )
"Names Daniel Domino,
Im a writer and journalist. Just got my last poem book published, now I'm working on an adventure novel. Works been slowing down at the paper, cuz all of the high end stuff has been taken by high end journalists, leaving the normal guys like me to write our own tiny little columns. Hope I can come, and invite my girlfriend Justine."
as long as Justine can be an NPC or played by somone without a character yes
It'll be cool if someone can be Justine (name of actual real life gf )
But if shes NPC, Im game too
yeah ! one more person will be ready but 3 more would be great
never done rp stuff before and having some un-imaginative-ness, but if someone can make a character based off of this picture i'd try my hand at it. She looks like a singer to me...or maybe a fashion designer...she's artsy...idk
Houswife until 1953, when (while waiting at a movie theatre) was apporached by a fashion designer who offered her as a model on the spot.
Since then, she's worn every fashion statement in Rapture.
That enough for ya?
sounds good, thanks. just got done with exams and my brain is on the fritz. June, the fashion designer/wife - possibly the one who offered Miranda the job?
"It'd be my pleasure to be invited to this delightful party."
alright 4 down 2 to go !
Francis "corky" Bain, chief engineering supervisor here at Rapture, Mcdonaugh reports directly to me, then I have to beg the budget from Mr. Ryan. I finally have some annual leave and a party sounds great if I'm fortunate enough to be extended an invite?
Originally Posted by Frankentree
wasn't Mc Donaugh the cheif contractor?
Originally Posted by MightyHaze
Alright... never officially done this before, but it sounds like fun. I'll try my best to get into character...
A Little Background-
Came to Rapture: 1949 (with parents Arthur and Clara, both of which were well-known bookkeepers. Both worked in the Mendel Family Library at Point Prometheus)
Ok, here it goes...
Name's Thomas Dahl- but hey, who needs formalities? Call me Tommy. I'm a fresh-out photographer hired two months ago by the Rapture Times. My boss, the big bad Wayne Martelli- you heard of him right? Well, he's assigned me to cover your fine event. Y'know just a few snap-snaps, maybe a group photo, you know the drill. Hey, you may make the front page, unless more news comes up about that wet smack Fontaine... 'ey don't let it get to you. Between you and me- you're more important anyways. So, I'll stop by some time around eleven, get my shots, and be outta there in a jiffy.But, uhhh... boy, it would be swell to get a real invite... it's been a real long time since I've been to somethin' this swanky...
oh i just realized that there are two people named Thomas. Well, either he can be referred to just as Tommy, or i can give him a different name.
Sorry.. one last post. This is how I envision Tommy. He's in the pinstripe suit.
actually... he kinda looks like a young andrew ryan. that wasn't intentional, though
ok i think this is everybody.
so do I woot posting the party in about an hour and half I'll be home than also believe that blade runner is correct he may have to be the cheif of some other department which is not thourghly detailed
Last edited by Frankentree; 06-11-2010 at 01:54 AM.
ok.. i know I'm getting carried away...
I had so much fun with Tommy, that i wanted to make up another character. She doesn't have to be used for anything. Maybe just an NPC? I don't know. I was just bored. So here it goes:
Name: Nettie E. Baines
Came to Rapture: 1951 (at age 11 ) with parents Willie and Ada. Willie was a world-renowned saxophonist from Wales, who was invited to Rapture by Andrew Ryan. Ada has an outstanding green thumb and worked alongside Julie Langford in Arcadia.
Alright here she is:
You want a song? Well, I suppose I could give you one… may not be the finest singing you’ve heard, but they say my voice is hotsy totsy. I don’t like to toot my horn like all those other singnin’ girls. They’re just talk. Now, you can tell me if I’m swell. If not, I'll simply turn my cheek. Ain’t no skin off my nose. I don’t’ take peoples’ nasty opinions.
I have to say, I don’t do much of the real singin’. They tell me I ain’t got enough experience to be all ritzy like that. But someday, I’d love to be at that swanky Kashmir Restaurant, singin’ for all of Rapture… singin’ for Andrew Ryan. You wait and see… I’ll get there.
Well, you see Mr. Finnley... I’m not normally one for beggin’... but please, please, please let me sing at your party! Oh, all my friends just swoon over Miss Finnley! She's so wonderful! If I got to sing for her… oh, I could really make something of myself!
Yes he was, i'm the Chief Engineering Supervisor, so i am his consultant/go between!!...... LOL just go with it Blade_runner
Originally Posted by Blade_Runner
that character made me laugh girl gather also I am ok without a consultant go between for mcdongauh from Ryan Industries lets get started shall we oh if you need to say anything out of character go OOC(whatever is ) so that way I know it's you saying that and not yout character.
Do we have 5 or 6?
Are you gonna start another thread or start the party on this one? Just wondering so I know what to look out for
Yes i was drafted in at last minute because Ryan felt it was beneath him to consult directly with engineers who had queries, i was promoted to the position from all the sterling work i did during Rapture's construction!!
Originally Posted by Frankentree
Yes the OOC control works for me, i may go quiet from time to time but that's just Corky off helping himself to the finger buffet LOL
December 31 1957 Arcadia
Miss June Finnely meets her guests with a big smile and a hug outside the terrace in the tea garden.
She seats you at her husbands table with two other ladies the gorgeous gossip Columnist from the tribune Emily Vaughan and jazz singer/ songwriter Diana Hartfield. In there own conversation til emily says holding up a cigar "anyone got a light".
Paper lanterns hang on a string above your head casting a slight glow on the river and waterfall borading the terrace .
Waiters and waitresses move throughout getting guest food and drink from the buffet table the smells of toffee, cake, chicken, roast lamb, oysters, brandy and wine dance through the air.
At the far end of the terrace a band stand is set up and Roy Phillips and his Orchestra are playing a ballad.
The female singer singing in a soft and senusual voice
How much do I love you ?
I tell you no lie
How deep is the Ocean
How high is the sky
How many times a day do I think you ?
How many roses are sprinkled with dew ?
than she pauses as the band begins to play louder
what do you do ?
Are we starting now?
(yeah lets start!)
OOC: Who else is here?
Daniel Domino comes up to the table, and pulls out a chair. He then pulls out a cigarette (a very fashionable variety) and lights it.
"Ms. Finnely, thank you, and your husband for inviting me. Swell I could come and enjoy this day. Let me apologize, my girlfriend Justine won't be joining us today. She got sick. Stomach flu we think, but she's bed ridden for the next few weeks. Anyways, thank you."
Tommy arrives in the garden after the party has started, a large camera slung around his neck, wearing an expensive suit borrowed from his friend at Fleet Hall. He stands at the back of the garden for several minutes as the singer belts out another ballad. As the party claps and the young miss bows, Tommy weaves his way around the staggered ornate tables to where the fine Mister and Missus Finnley are seated elegantly, surrounded by an array of fine people.
Sorry to bother you folks, just a quick snapshot? For the front page? (He flashes a charming smile) Don't be shy gather round ,gather round. Scootch in, I gotta fit 'ya all in here! (Signals the table to scootch together. Lifts up his large camera) Ok on three; one- two-three-snap!
Beautiful! You're all beautiful! Thanks for your time folks. Check out the Rapture Times tomorrow, will ya? Bet you can't wait to see your bright shinnin' faces! (chuckles)
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In the Corner, Bonnie Quietly sipped her Arcadia Merlot. Her Extravagant dress was from the new Chanel collection from the surface.. Smuggled by her Affluent husband Fredrick Drake the Chief of Rapture Customs.
"Quite a Bashful extravaganza Isn't it Mr.Domino" She said Nodding her head.
Last edited by Eleanor-Lamb; 06-11-2010 at 06:50 AM.
Reason: Small grammer mistakes
Tommy stood awkwardly at the head table after taking his photographs, bouncing slowly up and down on his heels, looking around the garden. He knew what he wanted: An official invitation to stay at the party. He wanted to dine and swing and pretend that for once, he was an exquisite man; that he didn't have to go home to a shabby apartment alone, wake up in the morning, and drag his way into work again, expecting nothing of his life. That's kind of the effect Rapture had on a person. Along with all the wonder, the magic, the freedom, came the dismal realization that you were trapped in the dark depths of the ocean, the pressure so heavy on your shoulders.
Tommy wished that, for just this one night, he could be a part of the magic; a part of the ritzy glamor. He had never seen Arcadia so beautifully ornate before. The paper laterns hanging amongst the trees and the gentle flow of the river hypnotized him. For once, he felt a glow. A glimmer of beauty within the steel foundations of Rapture. This was his chance to change. He could be just like these people. All it would take was a simple world from Miss June's mouth...
Bonnie looked around, She was looking for someone to be with for the night Most of the men we're Fat,Ugly,Snobby, especially Cheap...Oh, only god know why they we're cheap..to save all that money just to look at it..
Her vigilance payed off, She set her eyes on An Unknown reporter (goodgirlsgather01) from that garbage newsletter the Rapture times... She Signaled to Him "Come over here boy..." She demanded.
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Reason: Capitalization error
Tommy casually glanced around each shoulder. Was that woman speaking to him? Her eyes lured on him, signaling him to come. Out of desperation, he finally pointed a finger at himself and mouthed "Me?", looking like a total fool. What a child he was.
"Yes you, over here." She said sipping the 1815 Merlot from her glass cup...The boy was such an idiot, Was he blind Could he not see a lady requesting him. Bonnie had the right mind to have him Kicked or Worse, But She kept her calm demeanor waiting for him...
"Quite yes. I must say, this is a fantastic turnout. Usually not one for party's, box socials, swarrays, all that business. But tonights festivities seem grande and luxurious. I must say, I am quite enjoying myself tonight."
Originally Posted by Eleanor-Lamb
Then calls the waiter over for some Zimmerman and scones.
"Hope you don't mind my appetite. Ive always been a hungry one, even as a scout. Are you enjoying yourself?"
Tommy gently passed over to the woman. She held a glass of expensive merlot delicately between her well-groomed fingers. Her dress... why, her dress was more fantastic than any other woman there. It looked too exquisite to be made in Rapture, but he didn't take her for a smuggler... perhaps she had a rich husband who could afford such fine things... but he didn't want to think about that posibility. For now, she had no husband.
She sat with her legs crossed elegantly one over the other, her feet strapped in fancy heels. He swallowed hard. He'd never had much experience talking to ritzy gals.
"A fine lady like yourself is all alone at such an extravagant event? Now something isn't right here."
He flagged down the waiter and was handed a glass of the merlot. Taking a manly sip, he immediately began to cough from the strength of the alcohol.
"P-pardon me. I'm terribly s-sorry."
His coughing fit finally ceased.
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Reason: grammar, added detail
Bonnie gave a small chuckle "Oh Mr.Domino, Not one shall contest your hunger, Feast as you wish... *Sips from her Cup* But i must ask Who is that boy? He looks as if he doesn't belong..."
Originally Posted by domino29
(*This comment is a Couple minutes Before Tommys arrival to the table...)
Magnus walked in to the Garden Enterance and flashed his invite. When he walked in he looked around and sighed. 'Great, bluebloods and entrepreneurs' he thought, it was a good thing he dressed up. A black dress vest with a black dess shirt and a white tie. Black dress pants, black shoes, shined until they were mirrors. To top it off he wore a black trench coat and a black fedora. Why black you ask? He liked black, he looked good in it, and it was always in style. Fashionable people, kinda like some of the guests here actually, were always saying how 'this colour was the new black', so logically black was always in. As he made his way, he caught his reflection. He liked how he looked, the black clothes, how his dark hair was styled to be mysteriously messy so that his bangs kind of covered his golden eyes. He loved his eyes, people said he had the golden eyes of a hawk. His appearance and demeanor made him seem powerful or imposing, a good quakity to have in his line of work. Some of the guests we're staring at him. One lokk and they quickly changed the subject. He took out his stainless steel hip-flask, (http://www.excaliburcutlery.com/flas...FcRM5Qod1iWtWQ) and took a swig of scotch. He immediately calmed down and called the singer.
"Excuse me miss? I was wondering if you could sing something jazzier?" he asked.
The boy was different class-wise, Normally a high ranking Woman such as bonnie would never consider even conversing with such a person, But she was caught with the fever of Noblesse oblige, she could right through him, bonnie saw the desperation...To stay.
"I'm Feeling a tad bit Lonely at the moment...My Husband will not be arriving, Fredrick has an appointment at the haberdashery..."
*She graciously hands him The Silver textured Gold lined Invitation...*
"You, boy will be Fredrick 'Despereaux' Drake Chief of Rapture Customs Enforcement Only for today...Do you understand?"
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"Oh. I dont see the person you're talking about. There are plenty of teenagers, but they all look the same. Formal and highly educated. Good thing we didn't let in any of the hooligans that go to school on the surface. I remember my high school graduation, it was like a riot in a pig sty. But I digress, which one are you talking about?"
Originally Posted by Eleanor-Lamb