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Elsewhere Accepted / The Royal Flush ¦ Shop Permit
« on: 25/02/2015 at 20:57 »
SHOPKEEPER PERMIT
You must have applied as an Elsewhere character before completing this permit.

Shop name: The Royal Flush
Shop Type: Casino, Bar and Restaurant
Location: Diagon Alley
Subforum? Yes please!

Short Description (50 words max): We don’t care who you are, everybody is a winner! We have anything you could possibly want and more, ‘The Royal Flush’ where the winners play.

Long Description (200 words min):

Renovated from an old theatre The Royal Flush looks grand, if not entirely in keeping with the rustic aesthetic of Diagon Alley. The outside of the building shows the brick wall of the structure, similar to most of the building found in Diagon but the over elaborate use of gold finishing on the windows, doors and the crimson awning that lined the entrance made the Casino really stand out from those around it. During the night, the lights flood onto the street and the sign takes to life in the form of five illuminated cards appearing, their suits changing upon every appearance, in descending order from an Ace to a Ten before colliding together to present the sign ‘THE ROYAL FLUSH’.

The double wooden doors with golden handles would lead you into the lobby, cream ceilings and white marble floor and pillars were encased among the plush interior, complimented by crimson curtains and carpet that would lead you to the front desk. To the left was an in built stairwell that would take visitors up the vip and members lounge along with the private offices belonging to those who needed them. To the right was another stairwell that led up to the restaurant and kitchens. Ossir had insisted on White marble, crimson cloth and gold finishing’s wherever possible. The renovations had split the former balcony into two sections, separated by the kitchen for easier service to both ordinary patrons and the elite.

The Gambling Hall

Upon entry, four dark oak stairs take you down onto the gambling floor which had been lined with a thick, crimson carpet throughout. It was a small opening where people could freely move about before becoming entangled within the vast betting scene. To the far left were rows upon rows of benches and stools which held the table top iron slot machines. No two machines were the same, all with different pattern, reels and pay outs. To the far right was the white marble bar which ran all the way down that side of the hall, filled with all sorts of delightful alcohols. Down the centre of the hall you would find white finished oak tables that housed any game you could wish to play, crabs, roulette, pontoon, poker – they were all there and each table had its own croupier for those who dabble in superstition and luck. High above it all is a large four tier chandelier that consumes the air around it in its magnificence.

The Restaurant

Boasting a capacity of 100 people, the restaurant offers little variety from the colour scheme set throughout the Casino with red carpet, white furniture and booths it’s only the black tables that offers a change. Upon entry diners are greeted and taken immediately to their left towards the seating area while the kitchens are located immediate to the right of the stairwell opening. With a see through glass balcony rail running right round, diners get the full view of the action on the floor as well as quite the meal with chefs cooking from a limited but gourmet menu. Vegetarians welcome. A small bar can also be found towards the kitchens though its variety is limited to wines and the odd bottle or four of spirits. The wall remained bare apart from the odd wall mounted lamp to provide a bit more light in the corners of the area.

The Members lounge

Should you find yourself favoured by the proprietor, the members lounge is vastly different to the restaurant area opposite. Finished dark oak flooring ran through the area, paintings and photographs littered the wall, some of exotic and wondrous places, some of famous faces and influential people. There were no stand alone tables in this area, blue and gold booths were installed for more private affairs and unlike the restaurant the edge of the balcony had been walled with charmed glass that let the inhabitants look out at the casino but didn’t allow anyone to look in. Towards the back of the room were the private offices and very small and yet very well stocked bar which held nothing but the best of the best range of alcohol that its patrons could desire.

The Private Offices

Need to know basis and any unauthorised personale may not enjoy what they would find. 

What purpose will this shop serve other than selling things and being the home of your character? Why would people want to RP there just for fun?
The Casino blends together the delicate balance of high culture and the seedy underbelly under one roof, there’s something for every character! It will also serve as a central hub for Ossir’s crime syndicate to which hopefully will make Elsewhere even more active!! As well many new occupations for people to throw their characters into!

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Elsewhere Accepted / Ossir Llywelen application
« on: 20/03/2014 at 22:46 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Ossir Llywelen
Gender: Male
Age: 30

Education: 
Hogwarts Alumni - Slytherin

Residence:
Llywelen country estate - Pembrookshire

Occupation
Author

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
The Ministry

Requested Magic Levels:
 
  • Charms: 6
  • Divination: 7
  • Transfiguration: 10
  • Summoning: 9

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
N/A

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Calcifer Duane

Biography: (300 words minimum.)

He had never worried about money, the abundance of currency had been instilled in the Llywelen family further back than most of the family history books could account for. The same was told to him by his father about the lineage of Slytherin, not one family member had ever strayed from the serpent house, well not anyone that his father would actually admit, and he had been well schooled in the history of the great house of Hogwarts. For Ossir Llywelen, life was about status – being better than your counter parts, rising to be the best no matter what the cost. It was a lonely life. He was one of five sons his parents had, being raised on the natural instinct to dodge, smile and fight when the occasion fitted. Though he is the second eldest of the brothers, he is physically inferior to his brothers and it was only at Hogwarts where he found his strength, a strength that his brothers would never overpower.

Books offered him a keen insight and knowledge built a foundation which steadily grew and allowed him to outsmart his brothers. Why defend yourself physically when you can prevent the confrontation in the first place? He spent most of his time in the library, making more friends from other houses than his own, causing him to have a very lonely walk back to the dungeons after dinner.

It was after he graduated from Hogwarts that Ossir realised that he found it easy to talk to people, convince and manipulate people. He had the ability talk his way out of difficult situations and into the wallets and closed doors of the rich and powerful. He had contemplated writing for the daily prophet for a long time as he struggled initially to get any of his books published. It was one evening in the dead of summer that he convinced a few business partners, with the help of a smooth word here and there and the dozen or so glasses of Chablis, to take on the book “Animal Head: Life as a rabbit” and since has written many fictional classics.

However the life as an author bored him so, there was no challenge for Ossir. He had started to write biographical pieces such as “Wandering with the Wimbourne Wasps” and educational work like “Herbology for slackers” and “101 things not to do with a giant” to attempt to keep himself interested but to no avail.

For Ossir Llywelen, politics was his goal, a path in which he knew he could bring pride to the Llywelen family. It would be hard, it would require all his guile, cunningness and charisma, it would require untold amount of patience. But, more importantly, it would be ruthless and Ossir knew that he would leave no person standing in his path to the top.

Roleplay: 

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.
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Roleplay Response:

He walked out onto the cobblestone street of Diagon Alley, closing the door to his apartment behind him. Check left, check right. His suit was still unbuttoned as he began walking to his destiny. Today was his interview for a position at the Ministry, he had shrugged thoughts of doubt from his mind and focussed on the job in hand. His new black leather shoes made light work on the cracks and divots beneath his feet, walking with purpose through the crowded street he found that people actually moved out of his path for him. Sign of confidence he thought, now thumbing at the jacket buttons, slowly sliding them through their designated holes one by one until all three has forced the jacket to wrap snugly around his slim body.

Ossir kept himself in a state of complete composure, he did not mumble to himself nor divert his eyes from up ahead. He paid no mind to those around him, just the job and the dream, the dream of his own office, secretary, the power, the responsibility. It was then he noticed the woman on the floor just ahead of him, shouting about something or other. He walked past her as she began to move along the floor, and it was only the briefest of moments to see why.

He found himself coming to a halt as he stood above a heel from a shoe, no doubt the culprit of the woman’s current disposition, and slowly bent down; his fingers grasped around the heel and gently freed the object. He slowly stood upright and turned to the oncoming woman, presenting the heel when she was close enough for Ossir.

“You may want to invest in more appropriate footwear for such a surface” he spoke, softly yet confidently with a smile on his face.



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