Gregory House {The Roleplay}

"Would you like a Room?"
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Rules and Guidelines

1. You may use any original character you created in the Profiles board.

2. Control of Canon characters is whoever wants to take them on. it can even switch between control if the current person and next person agree on it so it's a smooth transition

3. Be Considerate of others.

On Plot: Gregory House is An Purgatory for Lost Souls. It doesn't matter why you came. The Caretaker Gregory will be happy to give you a room. You can meet and greet the other guests or desperately try to maintain your grasp on reality. No matter what you choose you'll have an HELL of a time at Gregory House.


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We hope you'll enjoy your stay... Forever

Gregory moved through the hall singing to himself. "Do you know who I am? They call me Judgement Boy." He would stand by a window looking out at the windy weather and smiled chuckling his trademark chuckle. "On a Night like this the Lost Souls will be anxious we're sure to get new guests." He would head to the main area and tripped on an toy hearse "WAGGH!" He shouted as he landed on his back. He slowly sat up rubbing his back. "Oh my acheing back. James needs to remember to pick up his toys" He complained as he got to his feet and moved behind the desk reaching into his jacket he pulled out PlayRats Magazine and began reading it while waiting for a Lost Soul or for his services to be nessecary elsewhere in the Hotel.

Silently, the animatronic therapist tred down the halls, inspecting the area. It was a quiet night, which is a bit unusual, especially seeing how crazy the residents of the house could be. In a monotone, he sighed, pulling his monocle off of his face and wiping the lens with his shirt. He neatly propped the eyeglass back on, heading up the stairs. His mechanical heart continued to beat as he entered his office, waiting for any troubled soul to walk in for an appointment. Brushing his grey hair slightly from his functional eye, he reached for his clipboard and placed it on his lap as he removed the pen from his shirt pocket. To pass the time, he wrote down his thoughts, being sure to stay close to the candlelight in order to see clearly.

Yubune (in her walking bathtub of course) sauntered through the halls aimlessley. The blood sloshed around and eventually spilled abit over the rim, onto the carpet. "Oh dear," Yuyu cried. It echoed through the empty corridor, as she covered her mouth. She frantically looked around and grabbed a hand towel. She climbed out and crouched down, beginning to scrub at the stain vigorously.

The Young man walked the windy forest path with his bag upon his pack. He had been lost for some time looking for meaning for a reason. He had never felt so alone in his life. He had always had his beautiful sister to watch over. Golden locks of hair eyes as blue and deep as the ocean. Her lips sweet like candy. A wistful smile came over his face as he basked in the memories of her before tripping over a rock. The Locket he wore with her picture snapped fell off and bounced a few feet away. Before he could grab it a shadowy figure picked it up turned to him once and then ran down the path. He got up and began to pursue it seeing it flee into a building up ahead He tried to follow but it slammed the door in his face giving it the necessary time to escape into the hotel.

Nosey Was out in the windy weather feeling miserable. She'd rather be poking around inside seeing what people were up to. Maybe James would share some scoops with her when she got back. Gregory asked her to be out here but maybe he just hated her because she was a cat and was trying to punish her. Just then her eyes came across the man on the forest path and she watched him fall and the shiney gold thing on his neck popped off. This was her big chance. Nosey rushed out and grabbed the Locket and darted toward the house. Nosey slammed the door in his face and darted past Gregory tossing the rat the locket. She didn't see Gregory hide it just rushing to escape her pursuer including rushing past the hypnotist.

Game Boy sat in the makeshift arcade. quite frankly noone seemed to care much about arcade games in Gregory House especially lost souls since children rarely ended up in the lost world and adults have bigger problems. Today James was playing Mama Kong. A game where Gregory ran up ramps to rescue a beautiful woman from hid mother who threw fireballs down at him. Game Boy liked being played it made him feel worthwhile.