Morningstar Manor

Savannah grunted as she dropped yet another box of her crap into her new living room. The movers had finished bringing everything upstairs, setting up her furnitures, but she was on her own for the plethora of boxes piled outside of her open apartment door and scattered all over her home. It was going to take her forever to get all these things unpacked. The only room that was already completely set up was her work room. She had personally brought all of her equipment, not trusting the moving company with such expensive, delicate items and set that up first thing in the morning while they were setting up her furniture. Now she had to worry about the rest of her apartment.

The Streets played from her stereo as she took a drink of water from the bottle on her kitchen counter. She tapped her foot to it as she tried to think of a way to organize everything. Nothing came to her and she shrugged, putting down the bottle and heading back out into the hallway to grab another box.

It's breeding season, isn't it! There I was, minding my own business, making sandwiches at work and day dreaming of Richard Armitage. Then Foo Fighter's Best of You came from the radio and suddenly Robbie was born in my head.

I bring you an Irishman in the City, entrepreneur that made the American dream... well, almost. He's the CEO of the local successful and quite well-known shoe factory and brand Gréasaí. He has recently divorced and is still extremely hurt by his cheating and selfish ex-wife. So that means that he's wealthy, single, quite handsome, but also hurt thus very reserved and angsty. Doesn't mean he wouldn't be a nice guy, though!

Ladies? This way to get to know more. Robbie will be moving in within the next few days I think! If you have ideas or plots or just want to tag, nudge me!

(Had to post this here 'cause I just realized this journal never joined mm_plots. Whoops! eta--thanks, whoever approved the membership!)

Hey, guys! This is Kristina here with a new person since that seems to be all the rage these days. This is Camilla Moriarty. You may know her from such films as the moving family drama Going Gray, the scathing look at the modern music business No Aloha, the superhero films Green Lantern (starring the Manor's own Keaton Grady) and Shadowcat (she played the lead), the explosion-happy action flick Platinum Steel, the box-office hit (and critical failure) remake of Pretty in Pink, or a number of other films.

And you may have heard she recently broke up with her boyfriend of seven years, Rob Charles, one of the stars of that popular teen drama series Ashbury Prep. She moved out of their shared apartment and into a new place, right here in the Manor on the twelfth floor. She's currently starring in a production of A Doll's House downtown and trying to get an album cooking. And she'd love to meet you, so have at 'er! Thanks for your time!

Hey cats!

Some of you might have noticed the angry young man cooking in Emily's birthday party. Lucas Fielding, Thomas Avery's nephew, will soon be moving into the Manor to live with his uncle - but not voluntarily, believe me.

Lucas still works in La Fee Verte, but I plan to get him to school and some other job so I won't have everyone in one place. If someone has a job suited for a young punk, give me a holler! Otherwise I think he's already a regular in YFRS and he tries to get to the gigs when ever he can - being 19 isn't always easy especially after you've become used to the 18 age limit of UK. Since his tattoo-sleeves aren't all colored yet, he's also a regular of Skin Deep Ink.

He's an all-around trouble-maker including vandalism and god knows what. He's not rotten to core, though, he's just had a restless childhood and teenage, and he still isn't nearly mature enough to think any further than rebelling for the sake of it.

Hello young ladies of the Manor! Be ready for the Bad Boy.

Some of you may know me! It's me, Megan! *waves*

I seduced my friend Jen into joining the Manor. She'll be introducing herself too. We'll be bringing a threesome (sort of!) into the mix -- I'm playing brothers Trevor and Gavin Wentworth.

Trevor's wife is Anastasia -- but ladies, don't let that stop you from taking a taste of Trevor. He loves his wife, but when you're this hot, you just have to spread it around just a little. It would be a sin not to, ya know?

Gavin, on the other hand -- he just got out of the hospital (again) and he's quieter than his brother. He'll most likely be hanging around the library or in the garden, or in the laundry room. He's not shy, just...subdued, and if you ride the elevator with him don't be surprised if you hit the 13th floor. He's just lucky that way.

If you want either boys, just give me a holler, and check out their user info (which I'll be posting shortly, too!)

I'm glad to be here and hope to be able to staaaay for a long time this time around!

M

Howdy all, Ceil here getting in on the spawning season a little. This here dude is Phineas Pandigaeshik. He's lived in the Manor since October of '06 with his wife (pandabridge) . They have 18 month old twins and have had a fairly rocky marriage. So you may have witnessed a fight or two, especially if you live on the 6th floor. Phin co-owns a construction company and he's an outdoorsy type person. His PB is Michael Trucco. And there's lots of other info Here. He's all yours for plotty stuffs or just for the hell of it :) This concludes Ceil's ramble.

As Sal said, it is spring. Sap rises, and the plot bunnies come out to bonk. So, here is my new character -- meet Ricky!

He'll be entering the Manor momentarily, looking for a certain band he heard a few weeks ago in Pikestaff...

Dears, it's spring and the sap is rising so time for some new pups. I'll be playing down some of the others so if you don't see them about and in the unlikely event you need one, give me a poke.

These are probably going to be temporary, especially one of them, but who knows.

Anna-Maria Orsini, soon to leave AHS and ...

her big brother Vincenzo Orsini, soon to start work as a Security man at the Manor.

*sigh* I just hope I can do them justice.