forum Cliché Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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“The lighting doesn’t go very well with the event,” Hunter mused. “Try purple with blue and black. Since it’s a night party, it would fit in well.”
The servant girl nodded, taking out a notepad and writing down the orders. “How is that contest we are hosting in the evening holding out?”
“It is perfect and carried out just as you ordered, sir,” said the teenage servant. “Would you like to take a look, in case it does not fit to your liking?”
Hunter shook his head.
“That will not be needed,” he said. “It is merely a minor event to decide chefs for the ball. Stacy, give me updates on the decorations.”
The girl in question raised her head to meet the eyes of her boss.
“It is going well, sir, but…”
“But?”
“But I fear it might not be as grand as you would like it to be,” finished the girl. “But we are working on it, sir.”
Hunter nodded.
“I will drop by in a few hours to see how it is going,” he turned to the third servant, an older boy about the age of twenty. “The invitations?”
The servant fumbled with his fingers.
“They are almost ready, sir,” he said nervously. “But sir, the Master… he would be furious if the Seere’s were to attend…”
Hunter waved it off.
“The party is in my control,” he answered with a hint of bitterness to his tone. “Noah has absolutely no reason to interfere. It is as per the McArthur’s rule. Now, I have to get along for the wine tasting. I want reports every ten minutes, understood?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Get back to work.”

(I… I just remembered I’m absolutely horrible at decorations?? HUNTER, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO INSTRUCT EVERYONE WHEN YOUR MISTRESS IS CLUELESS?”

-96𝑖 is a root of f(x) = x2+9216. Find the other roots of f(x).

Kenzie stared at her Pre-Calc. homework, unable to concentrate because her mind kept drifting to two nights ago. Hunter had told her he loved her, and she had finally been able to tell him that she felt the same. Her lips tingled just from thinking about the kiss that had followed. Deep and passionate, they had both let their feelings show through it.

With a sigh, Kenzie gave up on trying to concentrate and texted Hunter.

KENZIE: Hey, babe. How's it going?

“That won’t do,” Hunter shook his head. “I specifically ordered for white table cloths with golden lining. I do not know how you got the orders mixed up, but have it fixed quickly.
“As for the setting, there should be five seats with each table. Sophie, I’ve already gone through the directions with you. Will you you be able to handle it from here?”
The older woman nodded.
“Yes, sir,” she said. “You can count on me, sir. I have memorized each and every detail you mentioned.”
Hunter nodded in approval.
“Henry, what’s next on my list?”
The scrawny servant squeaked before opening a list.
“Um, er, let’s see…” he stammered. “Right! You decided there wasn’t enough time to decide the chefs, so you sped up the contest we were originally supposed to hold in a few hours. It will start it thirty minutes, and most of the contestants have already arrived.”
“Is that so?” Hunter mused. “Kennedy, you will be the judge. We will require 20-30 chefs at most, but do not be lenient. The theme will be whatever you deem fit, and throw out any thoughts of it being unreasonable. I do not require chefs that cannot perform up to my standards.”
“Yes, sir,” the maroon haired man replied, nodding. “Permission to take leave, then?”
Hunter nodded, and Kennedy took his leave.
“Is there anything else I must take a look at, Henry?”
“No, sir, but you will be required to check the outside decorations in about—“
“Tell me when I’m needed,” Hunter waved him off, before leaving.
He took out his phone and noticed a text from Kenzie. Smiling, he decided to call her instead.

(Aw, okay, Hope.)
(Sorry for just up-and-disappearing last night, I was told to put my laptop away. grimaces)

Kenzie's phone started to ring as she lay on her bed, staring up at her ceiling and contemplating her homework. Well, more like procrastinating on her homework… She picked the phone up off of her nightstand and looked at the caller i.d.: Hunter.

Smiling, she answered, "Hey, babe! How's it going?"

(Aww, Huntzie will miss you!)

Hunter stuck his tongue out, even though he knew Kenzie couldn't see him.
"Horrible," he said. "There's still a lot to do. I finally managed to get a break, though."

(Should I open this RP to another guy and girl?)

(You mean one more couple?)