(Hm.  Lemme think of something... entertaining. :u

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I GOT IT LET ME TYPE NOW 8D )

Shay was silently walking along the sidewalk.  It was light gray with cracks.  Quite... old-ish.  All of a sudden, she tripped on her own feet and splatted down on the ground.  "Again?!" she muttered annoyedly.  Luckily, her hands had caught her fall.  But they were scraped and cut in some places.  One of her knees also had a partially bleeding scrape, too.  "Crap.." Getting up, she continued on, trying to find something like a water fountain... or something.  "A penny?!" Shay exclaimed.  She walked forward a few steps bent down and picked it up.  Straightening, she thunked her head on a pipe connected to some roof-thing.  "Gah!"  she said.  The world spun around her.  Running forward - that was the only command her head gave her at the moment - she saw distorted shapes ahead.  Sliding to a halt, Shay didn't interpret her distance well, and lightly brushed against Lamia's arm.  Falling down again, she couldn't help but wince.

The world was still sort of... dead to her.  Looking up, the people had... OMG, FIVE EYES?!? SEVEN?!? FOUR ARMS?!? TENTACLES?!?! WHAT WAS THIS?!?! "OMG WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!??! IS THIS 2012 EARLY?!?! OH MY GOOOOOOOOODDD!!!" she screamed, scrambling backwards.  Eventually her body let up and Shay laid sprawled out on the ground.  The day had been long and she was tired.  And now the world had gone crazy.  ...Wait, it had stopped shaking... everything was fine now.  Ow... stupid pipe...

((Ooh, ooh, I'll post now. XD))

Haruki grinned widely at the new girl.  "Hiya.  I'm Haruki, but you may call me Haru."  He gestured to his birdie friend, who'd only just awoken.  "My 'feather duster' here is Galaxy."  At that, the bird tookf off and fluttered in a crooked spiral, as she liked to do.  "Galaxy, that's my name!"  The silver specks on her feathes glinted.  "Pleasure to meet you."

A strange feeling overcame the petite boy as he glanced around, realizing something.  Everyone here had a pet.  With the exception of the new girl, it seemed.  What was the reasoning for this?  And these animals- they were all inteligent and unique.  Something suspicious was going on here.

"Ah, thank you all..  But I think I'm fine now," Shay said with a smile.  Her few bleeding cuts no longer expelled blood and were forming small scabs, which she was glad about.  "I'm Shay, also.  Hello to you, Holly, Jade, Haru, and Lamia.  Along with your wonderful pets."  At the mention of pets, inside, Shay saddened.  She had always wanted a pet - especially a dog or puppy.  But her exerior remained cheerful.  Always, she seemed to find a happy medium about pets.  If other people had them, she still had fun with them, without the responsibility of one of her own.  Though she knew she could handle it if she set her mind on it.  "So, I guess I'll be coming along with you all.  I think it'll be a great.... adventure."  she said proudly.

"Heh, the madhouse," Shay said with a smile.  "And I can walk, of course."  So that's what she did - walked.  "Hm, what are we going to eat at this cookout?"  What if.. Mmmm. What if it was steak, chicken, or mushrooms?  That was the food her father used to always make on his grill, along with other things, of course.  But perhaps they'd have something else.  Shay was known to be picky, but trying new things was one of her goals.  If there was something she wasn't sure about, she was going to try it at this cookout!

(Yes, Shay is actually one of the picky eaters. c; Like me! )

"Oooh, that sounds good!  I love pasta and chicken especially.  And I sure think that your sauce will be wonderful along with your chicken," Shay said.  "What is your favorite food?  Or perhaps foodS?  Oh, and what ingerdients are in your sauce?" Gah.  Was she rambling?

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ooc:// :3 You should not ask Holly these questions. Her mother's mother is Italian. She can ramble for ages about food...

"Well, I love gnocchi, which are little potato pasta, but only if they're homemade. I haven't found a restaurant yet that can make them the way I do. As for the sauce, I grow my own roma tomatoes in a planter outside my windows, roast them with salt and paper in the oven, then puree them and boil that with oregano, garlic, a little onion, basil, and a bay leaf. My dad taught me how to do all that." She smiled, the happiness just bubbling out of her in a fountain. Her pale gold eyes lit up, as did the rest of her face. This was comfortable.

  Lamia walked behind the two, towards the middle of the pack, laughing as they started talkiing about food. "When was the last time you guys ate?" she asked jokingly. To Shay she said, "I got a great deat on hamburgers and hotdogs. And there's always sweet iced tea and lemonade at the house. Holly's chicken and pasta. And I had the butter softening for a triple chocolate cake, so I'll make that up as well."

   Soon, the group had reached the mansion. It really was enourmous, the size of a small hotel. It stood four stories high, faced with red brick covered with climbing ivy. The shutters were a bright white. "Once again, don't ask me what posessed my grandfather to build 18 bedrooms. I don't know. But welcome in!" Lamia said as she ushered them in. "This ground floor is the general living space. Down here we have the kitchen, living room, den, formal dining room and ball room. Upstairs are the bedrooms, with the master in the second. There's a small bedroom in the attic and a play room downstairs." She led the way up a grand staircase to the first floor. "I'll show you all to rooms where you can rest or freshen up if you like." On the first floor there were two bedrooms, one Lamia's. She showed Holly the other one. "Here you go Holly. I hope it suits." The room took up half of the second floor and came complete with an en suite bathroom. The bathroom was done in pale gold marble with pink veins running through it. There was a white vanity and a huge sunken tub. The bed room itself was also done in shades of pale gold, white and pink, with a queen sized bed in the center of the room and a large bay window with seat. White painted bookshelves lined one wall. 

OOC: guys gotta go to work. I'll let holly respond before I finish this tonight.

Haruki stood still, taking a gander at this enormous structure.  Some people were just better off.  Stumbling a little, he stepped through the large front doors, glaring about the interior.  This place was classy, no doubt.

He peered into a nearby mirror, gasping and leaping backwards when he noticed the colors in his hair had been reversed.  Instead of a white base with black tips, he'd a black base with white tips.  He glanced away for a mere moment.  When he looked back to the mirror, his reflection showed normal again.  The confused boy only assumed it was from a lack of sleep.  Or food, for that matter.

Shrugging off the peculiar image he'd seen in the mirror, Haru wandered away, metting up with the rest of the group.  When he saw Holly's room, he only hoped he'd get lucky and get one this nice.