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Josephine Karrie Johnson lay on a couch surrounded by pretty music. Her mind seemed distant and deep. Her eyes pierced through the soul of anyone who came close enough to view them. There was something radiant and elegant about this girl. Something... pure. She sat up on her elbows and stared at the computer in front of her. Magnificent...

Her face held the air of sarcasm as she hit the X button at the top right of her laptop screen and slammed the top home. She lay back down and waited. Waited. That's all she did nowadays. Waited. Amidst all the fuss and diplomacy going on around her, she was here. Waiting.

Is there someone out there for me?

Message to all Nations from Geneticon Presidential Cabinet:

My Daughter, Josephine Karrie Johnson, is searching for a man to marry and settle down with. Her profile is included below. She is looking not only for romance, but for true compatability and true love. The man for her must to be willing to go to the end of the earth for her, not just for her kisses.

If you are a potential (or know one) suitor for Josephine, please contact my office.

Thank you,
President Keith Johnson

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Picture (http://www.searchforawoman.com/images/brunette_woman.jpg)

Name: Josephine Karrie Johnson
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Hair Color: Brunette
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Hobbies: Read, Write, Surf the Internet, Chat face-to-face, Hike, Swim. She's the outdoorsy, inspired type.
Religion: Protestant Christian

Manuel Phocas was a member of the Roman Greek foreign ministry. When his secretary brought him the news of Geneticon's President's daughter was looking for a wife, he wrote back and said:

''To President Keith Johnson of Geneticon,
I am Manuel Phocas of the Roman Greek Foreign Ministry. I have heard that your daughter is hopeful for a spouse. Our nation has a suitor for your daughter. His info is right here:

Name- Lucas Notaras
Age- 19
Hair color- Blondish
Eye color- Blue
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 156 lbs.
Hobbies: Read, Write, Athletics, Fencing, Running, Swimming and many other things.
Religion: Christianity
Occupation: Although his father is the Megas Doux or Grand Duke of Roman Greece, his occupation is that of a doctor. He has written many medical journals, etc.

If any more info is required, you may request it and I shall do my best to acquire it for you.

Whichever suitor marries your daughter, we hope the marriage will be a peaceful and prosperous one.

Signed,
Manuel Phocas''

Manuel sent the reply to President Johnson, hoping the President would consider Roman Greece's offer.

Message to all Nations from Geneticon Presidential Cabinet:

My Daughter, Josephine Karrie Johnson, is searching for a man to marry and settle down with. Her profile is included below. She is looking not only for romance, but for true compatibility and true love. The man for her must to be willing to go to the end of the earth for her, not just for her kisses.

If you are a potential (or know one) suitor for Josephine, please contact my office.

Thank you,
President Keith Johnson

Ben finished typing up a quick message in response to the one he had received earlier that day. He checked it over four times, not wanting to make a bad first impression. You only have one chance to make a good first impression... he thought as he hesitated to press the send button. Finally he forced himself to hit it...

To: President Johnson
From: Benjamin Volsceu

Dear kind sir,
I recently received your message about your daughter looking for a loving husband. I feel that I would be quite adequate in filling the roll if only I get the chance to prove myself. I have attached a document with a short profile of myself, and I would forever be in your debt if I could have the honor of meeting your daughter.

[signed]
Benjamin Terence Volsceu

Name: Ben Terence Volsceu
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hobbies: Read, Social Interaction, Partying, Hiking, Basketball, Paintball. (Occasionally going to the shooting range)
Occupation: Real-Estate
Religion: Agnostic

''To President Keith Johnson of Geneticon,
I am Manuel Phocas of the Roman Greek Foreign Ministry. I have heard that your daughter is hopeful for a spouse. Our nation has a suitor for your daughter. His info is right here:

Name- Lucas Notaras
Age- 19
Hair color- Blondish
Eye color- Blue
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 156 lbs.
Hobbies: Read, Write, Athletics, Fencing, Running, Swimming and many other things.
Religion: Christianity
Occupation: Although his father is the Megas Doux or Grand Duke of Roman Greece, his occupation is that of a doctor. He has written many medical journals, etc.

If any more info is required, you may request it and I shall do my best to acquire it for you.

Whichever suitor marries your daughter, we hope the marriage will be a peaceful and prosperous one.

Signed,
Manuel Phocas''


To Manuel Phocas:

Thank you sir for you quick reply. We welcome Lucas with open arms to coem to Geneticon and meet Josephine. Please provide the transportation, and we will provide escort from the airport to the House. (OOC: The "House is the home of the current President of Genetiocn) Please make the arrangements and send Lucas along tomorrow at 9 am.

Thank you,
President Johnson

To: President Johnson
From: Benjamin Volsceu

Dear kind sir,
I recently received your message about your daughter looking for a loving husband. I feel that I would be quite adequate in filling the roll if only I get the chance to prove myself. I have attached a document with a short profile of myself, and I would forever be in your debt if I could have the honor of meeting your daughter.

[signed]
Benjamin Terence Volsceu

Message to Benjamin Volsceu:

Thank you for showing your interest in our daughter. On paper, you look like a perfect suitor, but she must meet you in person. We have anotehr gentleman coming down to meet her tomorrow, so could you possibly come the day after? Please take care of transportation and arrive at the Geneticon International Airport at 10 am the day after tomorrow. We will arrange transportation from the airport to the House.

We look forward to meeting you,
President Johnson

OOC-Forgive me for my late reply. Internet problems. I hope this is a good post.

IC-Manuel Phocas recieved the letter and passed it on to Lucas Notaras. Lucas read the letter and then got himself ready to go to the House. He said Goodbye to friends and family and was briefed on etiquette and good manners by Manuel, who was a good friend of his. When he got on the plane, he picked up a magazine and began to read it. He also had a gift for Josephine as well to give to her. When the plane landed, Lucas came out, thinking that Geneticon officals, etc would escort him or something to the House.

Josephine Karrie Johnson lay on a couch surrounded by pretty music. Her mind seemed distant and deep. Her eyes pierced through the soul of anyone who came close enough to view them. There was something radiant and elegant about this girl. Something... pure. She sat up on her elbows and stared at the computer in front of her. Magnificent...

Her face held the air of sarcasm as she hit the X button at the top right of her laptop screen and slammed the top home. She lay back down and waited. Waited. That's all she did nowadays. Waited. Amidst all the fuss and diplomacy going on around her, she was here. Waiting.

Is there someone out there for me?

Message to all Nations from Geneticon Presidential Cabinet:

My Daughter, Josephine Karrie Johnson, is searching for a man to marry and settle down with. Her profile is included below. She is looking not only for romance, but for true compatability and true love. The man for her must to be willing to go to the end of the earth for her, not just for her kisses.

If you are a potential (or know one) suitor for Josephine, please contact my office.

Thank you,
President Keith Johnson

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Picture (http://www.searchforawoman.com/images/brunette_woman.jpg)

Name: Josephine Karrie Johnson
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Hair Color: Brunette
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Hobbies: Read, Write, Surf the Internet, Chat face-to-face, Hike, Swim. She's the outdoorsy, inspired type.
Religion: Protestant Christian

Official Message
If your daughter was really looking for a man, she would do what the rest of us do. Get off her butt and go look. She likes to Surf the internet, good try some dating sites. Get out and live a little. And Sir, stop treating your daughter like a child- shes not a baby anymore, she wants a man- she'll go get one. In the meantime- We do not condon you treating your daughter as a slave to be bargin as a piece of meat.
End Official Message

Ray Massey aimed his rifle forward, and like a snake his eyes, despite the fact that he was close to two-hundred yards away, seemed to stop his prey in its tracks. His unfortunate prey today was a deer, male and adult, and the deer was right in his crosshairs. He gently applied pressure to trigger and suddenly the gun kicked back as fire, smoke, and lead bursted from the barrel. His eyes never left his prey as he saw the deer jump suddenly, and fall in the same second. One shot. One kill.

Ray smirked has he lowered his rifle. Another successful victory over a deer. One of dozens throughout his life.

"Good shot, son," said a voice from behind.

Ray turned to see his father, President Clyde Massey standing behind him in hunting attire. "Did you get any?" asked Ray.

Clyde pondered for a second, almost in embarrasment by being shown up by his son in hunting, "Well, not exactly. I tell you, these deers are adapting and they're starting to buy and wear bullet-proof vests."

Ray gave out a small laugh, his father never could admit defeat. Though he noticeing his father diggering his coat pocket for something. "Ray, I know you hate it when I do this but hear me out," said Clyde putting out a piece of paper. "Oh God, father, I told you I can find myself a wife."

Clyde lifted his hand, and with the other extended the paper to Ray, "Will it kill you to at least look?"

Ray gave a deep sigh and then grabbed the paper. He immiedately saw the picture and was impressed. Not bad, he thought. He then read the rest of the brief profile. She was nineteen, from Geneticon a place he didn't even know exists, interesting hobbies and of coarse her religion caught his eye. Then it hit him--she was from another country!

"Did you go SEARCH for a wife for me on the interest?" exclaimed Ray in anger, shock, and grief.

Clyde laughed, "Hardly. This was sent by Geneticon's President Keith Johnson. This is his daughter."

Ray gave a smirk. Maybe he would give this woman, just another of the dozens his father had introduced him to, a chance. "Very well. I'll send a reply." With that a they both left--both with a smile on their face, and for different reasons.

Offical Message from The Reunited States

President Johnson,

Greetings, how are things? To get straight to the point. My son, Ray Massey would like to meet with you wonderful daughter, Josephine. He has written up his own profile, and it is in this letter at the bottom. It would honor him, and the Reunited States, if they could meet face-to-face.

Name: Ray Messey
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 230 lbs.
Hobbies: Hunting, Music, Writing, Martial Arts, Political, Religious, and Economic Debates and discussions.
Religion: Protestant Christian

Signed,
President Clyde Massey
The Reunited States of America

Official Message
If your daughter was really looking for a man, she would do what the rest of us do. Get off her butt and go look. She likes to Surf the internet, good try some dating sites. Get out and live a little. And Sir, stop treating your daughter like a child- shes not a baby anymore, she wants a man- she'll go get one. In the meantime- We do not condon you treating your daughter as a slave to be bargin as a piece of meat.
End Official Message

OOC: To be explained later in this RP, I have been planning to tell the suitors that this girl has looked all over... including the internet... for a man. The problem is, most men love her for her outer beauty instead of her inner beauty. That's why she's having to look elsewhere.

Offical Message from The Reunited States

President Johnson,

Greetings, how are things? To get straight to the point. My son, Ray Massey would like to meet with you wonderful daughter, Josephine. He has written up his own profile, and it is in this letter at the bottom. It would honor him, and the Reunited States, if they could meet face-to-face.

Name: Ray Messey
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 230 lbs.
Hobbies: Hunting, Music, Writing, Martial Arts, Political, Religious, and Economic Debates and discussions.
Religion: Protestant Christian

Signed,
President Clyde Massey
The Reunited States of America

To President Clyde Massey:

Thank you for sending the profile and the offer. At the moment, there are several peopl interested in my daughter, but your son will be given just as much a chance as anybody. Please send him by in three days to our airport. We will ensure that he gets from the airport to the House. There he can meet Josephine.

Thank you,
President Keith Johnson

OOC-Forgive me for my late reply. Internet problems. I hope this is a good post.

IC-Manuel Phocas recieved the letter and passed it on to Lucas Notaras. Lucas read the letter and then got himself ready to go to the House. He said Goodbye to friends and family and was briefed on etiquette and good manners by Manuel, who was a good friend of his. When he got on the plane, he picked up a magazine and began to read it. He also had a gift for Josephine as well to give to her. When the plane landed, Lucas came out, thinking that Geneticon officals, etc would escort him or something to the House.

OOC: That's ok. Pretty decent post.

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IC:

Jorge Wallterz drove the black vehicle through the streets of the city. Could it be possible? Could the daughter of keith really be looking for marraige? She looked too young to be sure, but yet she had a maturity beyond he nineteen years. I guess only the next few days would tell if she was really ready for such and important step.

The chaffuer weaved in and out of traffic, finally pulling up to the airport. He turned into the "Incoming" flights section and parked near the curb, in the "Reserved" section of the area. At least I get special parking on this job...

Jorge opened the door and climbed out of the vehicle. He saw a young man standing in the airport lobby. Looks like the description of this boy, Lucas. Jorge dusted off his tuxedo with a spare hand and walked slowly towards the lobby. The sliding electric doors swung open and Jorge approached cautiously. "Mr. Notaras?"

The boy held an interesting air in Jorge's mind. Josephine might certainly like him... but is his character as good as his looks?

''Greetings. I am Mr. Notaras, Mr. Lucas Notaras of Roman Greece.'' Lucas replied in greeting to Jorge. ''You must be the chauffer, it is nice to meet you. I hope to have a good time in Geneticon and I hope I get along well with President Johnson and his daughter who I must say seems like a nice and caring young woman.'' Lucas said. Lucas went to the black vehicle and said ''Shall we go to the House now?'' ''I am hoping to meet President Johnson and his daughter.'

"You will in good time, sir, in good time."

Jorge climbed into the drivers seat after shaking the man's hand in greeting. He ignited the engine and pulled away from the curb, angling out of the airport and into the main stream of GeN Hwy 11 traffic.

"We will arrive in about an hour, sir, please make yourself comfortable back there while I drive."

Jorge shifted and leaned back in his seat, his eyes focused on the road. But his mind was elsewhere, thinking about the interesting meeting ahead. The meeting of Lucas and Josephine.

''That's good.'' Lucas said, making himself comfortable by reading the book he brought with him. The book was Georgios Sphrantzes' Chronicle of the Fall of the Byzantine Empire. ''Excuse me but how long till we will arrive at the House?'' Lucas asked politely. ''So many people use this highway.'' Lucas said, looking at all the cars.

The young man woke up in his shack. Shack wouldn't be a good word for it, he thought. This place is worse... he was sick of living in the shithole. And he was alone...very alone...

He left El Barrio de Rojo on his bicycle to go deliver the mail to the area as well as other "products" to the town's gang lords. He had only gone 10 yards when he dropped the mail bag on the ground. Dammit, he thought. He began picking up the mail when he saw one with the Presidential seal of some other country...

"Geneticon? Where is that?" he though to himself. He opened it and read the letter.

"Wow...a princess wants a suitor!! I cant believe I got a hold of this!" he saw her picture on the letter. He had instantly fallen in love with her...

"Wow!! This is finally a dream come true...I have waited for some girl out there to finally be with..." He looked at a wondow and saw his scruffy look.

"She wouldn't want some ghetto kid here..." He was about to throw the letter away when...

"Eduardo!!" Eduardo turned around to see Mestre Shamo, his Capoeira master, "How come you aren't at practice!?!"

"Sorry Mestre, but i had to deliver this mail," Shamo grabbed the letter Eduardo had and read it.

"Wow," he said "She sounds very lonely, like you Pena. And she is quite the looker." Shamo joked. "You are going to try and get her, right?"

Eduardo shook his head. Shamo smacked him and said "Young men these days!! Pena, you need to go and grab destiny. Toma...see her! That is destiny. You can't let a girl like that go!! You are going to Geneticon and you are going to meet her and show her the kind of man you are!! Now, go!"

"But..."

"¡VA!" yelled Shamo. Eduardo smiled at his old man and left for Geneticon. He ran to the only boat that was stopping by to Geneticon for tourism and snuck on. Now I gotta wait, he thought. I hope I can do this...he kissed his rosary and closed his eyes.



BIO:

Eduardo "Pena" Caucho Torbellino del Barrio de Rojo
Male
Age: 21
Height: 5' 9''
Weight: 170 ibs
Eyes: Brown
Ethnicity: Hispanic/Edoniakistanbabweaguan
Birthplace: El Barrío de Rojo
Lives: Same Place
Works: Delivery boy for local drug lords and gangs but only to keep himself from getting killed.
Hobbies: Salsa dancing, Capoeira (a martial arts from Brazil), beachgoing.

Basics: He is very poor with low education. He has lived by himself all of his life with the only family being his Capoeira Mestre, Mestre Shamo. Shamo calls Eduardo "Pena", which means Sorrow, because Eduardo has always been lonely and sad since childhood. Eduardo is stuck with doing oddjobs for local gangs and sometimes has to use his Capoeira skills to fight rival gang members in local Peleas just to make enough money to live. He is tired of life in the barrio and wishes he could find one girl to be with for the rest of his life.

Message to Benjamin Volsceu:

Thank you for showing your interest in our daughter. On paper, you look like a perfect suitor, but she must meet you in person. We have anotehr gentleman coming down to meet her tomorrow, so could you possibly come the day after? Please take care of transportation and arrive at the Geneticon International Airport at 10 am the day after tomorrow. We will arrange transportation from the airport to the House.

We look forward to meeting you,
President Johnson

Message to President Johnson

But of course, you are correct in that it is the real person that counts and not just statistics and ramblings of someone who is trying to impress another. I would be delighted to come down the day after tomorrow and meet your lovely daughter. I will arrive on a private company plane at ten AM precisely.

Sincerely,
Benjamin Volsceu

"¡VA!" yelled Shamo.

OOC: If Shamo is commanding/ordering him to go, then I believe it is ¡Vaya!

OOC: If Shamo is commanding/ordering him to go, then I believe it is ¡Vaya!

OOC: Thanks. My Spanish is still rusty. In the real wordl though, it is Bete (sic) or Vete

OOC: Thanks. My Spanish is still rusty. In the real wordl though, it is Bete (sic) or Vete

OOC: Actually, Vete would denote that the speaker is using Tu (accent over the 'u'), however when it is an older person speaking to a younger, they could use either Tu or Usted. So Vete or Vayate.

Enough of this garbage :p

Eduardo woke up. He heard the ship coming into port and knew this was his chance to find true love. He snuck off with some of the cargo and found himself in the middle of a huge metropolis.

"This must be Geneticon," he said to himself. "I have to find out where the princess is." He looked at the letter but could barely make out any words.

"Dammit! I shoulda listened to Mestre when he told me to try harder on reading!"

He still figured out that he could at least ask people where the princess was. He looked at his clothes. They were dirty and torn. He looked like a hobo compared to all these clean people around him.

"I at least packed my Capoeira pants," he said. They was always clean, mostly because they were the only pants he bothered to wash every week. He kept them in his backpack and went on. He checked the money that he was supposed to give to the gang lords. $2000, he saw. That should be enough for a good shirt. His bare feet touched a shard of a glass bottle.

"Dammit!!" he yelled. Eduardo rubbed his feet and said, "And a good pair of shoes to match." He saw a clothing store ahead of him. "Thats where I gotta be at!"

He walked inside. The clerk looked at him like if he were dirt. In any case, he had slept enough in dirt to be dirt. Eduardo looked through the mens section, trying on different tuxs and shirts. The tuxes were too constricting so he went to just shirts. There he saw a white spanish-esque button down shirt. Eduardo instantly fell for it and got it. Then he went to shoes.

Shoes would prove to be difficult, mostly because he had never owned a pair in his life. It took a while, but he found a pair of black shoes that fit him perfectly. He took them to and went to the clerk.

"How much for all of them?" Eduardo asked. The clerk just stared at him and said, "$150." Ed pulled out $200 and said "Keep the change."

Eduardo ran towards an alley and changed there into his new shirt and white Capoeira pants. He wove his cordão (rope belt) and put on his shoes.

"There," he said as he looked at himself in a window. "I look like a thousand bucks. Now I gotta find the princess.

He went out and asked people where the princess was, but they just looked at him and continued walking. Im never gonna find her at this rate, he thought. He saw an older gentleman walking past him.

"Excuse me sir, but where is the princess's castle located?" asked Eduardo.

OOC Ill let Geneticon answer that one...


At the docks

"All right the kid said that Ed was here. It's a big city, but we had better find him or the boss'll cortará nuestras pelotas!" said one of the thugs from the gang that Eduardo had to work for.

"Agreed. The maricón still has our money. If any of it has been touched...well, I guess we'd have to do some damage to those legs of his..." said the bigger one. "Let's try and find the guy."

''That's good.'' Lucas said, making himself comfortable by reading the book he brought with him. The book was Georgios Sphrantzes' Chronicle of the Fall of the Byzantine Empire. ''Excuse me but how long till we will arrive at the House?'' Lucas asked politely. ''So many people use this highway.'' Lucas said, looking at all the cars.

Jorge sighed. Hadn't he just told the man how long about 30 minutes ago? Surely this boy could do simple math in his head!

"We will be there in 30 minutes sir. Yes, the highway is used quite a bit; Geneticon is a bustling nation."

The limo rumbled through traffic. In no time at all, this boy Lucas would meet the young Josephine.

At the docks

"All right the kid said that Ed was here. It's a big city, but we had better find him or the boss'll cortará nuestras pelotas!" said one of the thugs from the gang that Eduardo had to work for.

"Agreed. The maricón still has our money. If any of it has been touched...well, I guess we'd have to do some damage to those legs of his..." said the bigger one. "Let's try and find the guy."

OOC: You are a VERY good RPer. But please try and mask your swaring. I mean, I wouldn't midn once or twice, but continual cursing gets on my nerves, and I don't like that in my RPs. Thanks.

OOC: You are a VERY good RPer. But please try and mask your swaring. I mean, I wouldn't midn once or twice, but continual cursing gets on my nerves, and I don't like that in my RPs. Thanks.

OOC: Sorry. I was trying to get these guys into the whole "Sleezy bad gangster thug" character, although I did try and keep the swearing in Spanish. But Ill keep it at a minimum :) O and where is the castle/building where the princess lives?

OOC: Sorry. I was trying to get these guys into the whole "Sleezy bad gangster thug" character, although I did try and keep the swearing in Spanish. But Ill keep it at a minimum :) O and where is the castle/building where the princess lives?

OOC: Thank you.

The President's Daughter (She is not a princess), lives in what is called the "House" located in the city of Geneticon in the Genest province of Geneticon.

OOC ok. Thnx for the complement btw. Im new to RPing, but im glad I can use my story telling abilities here. You're pretty good yourself. Good to have a change in RP stories that arent about War or storefronts or FT stuff...


The gentleman answered, "Princess? You mean the President's daughter! Yeah, you are a good ways away from the House." The man pointed towards a bus station and said, "Try getting a ticket over there. A bunch of tourists will probably be there so you can ride with them. But I doubt you'll meet the president's daughter. Why do you want to see her?"

Eduardo showed him the letter. "Im not completely sure what it says, but I know she is looking for Mr. Right and I think that I can be that man."

"Well now young man, it seems your heart is in the right place. Here, take this," the gentleman gave Eduardo his silver watch. Ed just looked at it in his hands.

"Sir, are you sure I should take this?" asked Eduardo.

"Yeah, its ok. Im pretty well off anyway. Besides, a man can't address the president without having something good looking on him. Now go off kid." Eduardo thanked the man and ran to the bus station. There he bought a ticket to get on the tourist bus for the House.

Along the road, Eduardo looked out the window to see the countryside. Wow, he thought. This is very beautiful. Like being back home, only without the gangs...I hope I have a chance at this. There are probably other guys trying to win her heart. I hope I don't get there too late. Eduardo looked back out of the window and noticed a very nice car driving by. He looked through the windshield to see someone familiar...

"Holy sh...it's those guys!!!" Eduardo had recognized the two thugs as members of the gang he had been helping. They didn't notice he was there, but Eduardo slunk down in his seat so that they couldn't see him.

"They're after my money...but I can't let them have it. I have spent most my life helping those losers for little pay. I am not letting them ruin this for me," Eduardo stayed down as the bus rolled down the road.



"I swear I saw him!!" yelled the first thug. "He was going towards the station and has to be on this bus!"

"¡Cállete Manuel!" yelled the second one. He thought very hard about this. "Ok, the bus will probably stop to pick up anyone else, right? So you drive and Ill get on and locate our mule. Got it?"

"Yeah yeah. Just don't mess up! The boss'll..."

"I know I know!"

ooc: When should I bring my character in?

Lucas nodded and waited for the limo to arrive at its destination. When it did, Lucas stepped out and admired the architecture of the House. Lucas went inside, hoping to see Josephine, daughter of the President of Geneticon. ''I'm sure everything will work out right.'' Lucas thought.

OOC-Sorry for late reply and short post.

ooc: When should I bring my character in?

OOC: After I get done with Lucas.

Lucas nodded and waited for the limo to arrive at its destination. When it did, Lucas stepped out and admired the architecture of the House. Lucas went inside, hoping to see Josephine, daughter of the President of Geneticon. ''I'm sure everything will work out right.'' Lucas thought.

OOC-Sorry for late reply and short post.

OOC: No problem.

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IC:

Jorge grimaced as the man took the liberty of stepping out of teh vehicle and walking into the House without permission. This one takes a lot of initiative...

He swung the bags of the young man over his shoulder and walked towards the building. He stepped in and saw Lucas waiting in the reception room. Natural. "Excuse me sir. Wait here and I will get President Johnson."

Jorge dropped the bags on the floor and hurried up the flowing staircase on the right. He took the second door on that side and knocked twice.

"Come in..."

Jorge hurried through the door and closed it behind him.

"What is it Jorge? Has the young man arrived yet?"

"Yes sir, Lucas is here."

"First impression?"

"I assume you would get your own sir, but from mine he is outgoing, a heavy reader, and takes the initiative."

"Thank you Jorge, you may go now."

"Yes sir."

Jorge spun and walked out of the room, heading down the hall towards his quarters.

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President Keith Johnson smiled as he looked over the notes on his desk. So Lucas is finally here... He stood slowly and walked over to the clock. Almost right on time, 39 minutes after 9 am. At least the boy was punctual... for the most part.

Keith walked to the door and peeked out, looking over the boy that was in the room below and down the stairs. Then, with a resolve, Keith stepped out and closed the door behind him. He walked slowly down the stairs and took in the boy who stood in the room before him. As he reached the last step he spoke. "Lucas... nice to meet you."

He thrust out his hand to greet the boy.

The bus stopped at a station about a mile away from the House. Eduardo looked outside and saw those two thugs, getting ready to get in the bus.

Manuel and his partner, Diego, walked towards the bus, guns ready in case of any problems.

"Sir, do you have any money or a ticket?" asked the bus driver. Manuel reached into his jacket. The bus driver grew tense until Manuel pulled out some change and said, "Here you go sir."

Manuel and Diego walked inside and checked each seat.

They found nothing.

Eduardo had gotten out of the bus through a windo while the two thugs were walking around the bus. He closed the door of their Mercedes and drove off. Manuel and Diego ran after him but it was no use.

"Where do you think he is going?" Diego asked.

Manuel smacked him across the face and said, "I don't know moron!"

* * *

Eduardo finally made it to the House. He parked his car nearby and walked to the gate. He had the letter ready at hand to show to the guards. Eduardo looked at his hand and saw it was shaking.

"I gotta calm down," he said to himself. "I can do this. I have a chance."

He walked up to the guard and showed him the letter.

The guard at the door huffed as he saw Eduardo approaching. "Another street bum..." he muttered to himself. He readied his autmoatic rifle and held it up to his chest as the boy came closer. Intimidation...

"What do you want boy?" He asked in a gruff voice. When the guard saw the letter he relaxed a little, leaned back, and drew a cigarette from his pocket. He lit it with one hand as it hung inb his mouth, his other hand held his rifle tight. He puffed a ring of smoke from the cigarette into the air.

"Sorry son, but Ms. Josephine already has a visitor. In fact, she's going to have one for the next few days now. Go to a hotel and stay there until her guests have left. It would have been best to have called or messaged ahead of time. Now, get yourself to a hotel and send the cabinet a message, telling them of your interest. I can't let you in without authorization."

The guard dumped the cig to the ground and stomped it with his toe. He stared the boy down and held his rifle in front of him, and ready. "Please leave now... I'm sure if you call you can have an appointment in a couple of days."

Eduardo left the guard.

"Damn. A couple days! By that time she'll probably already find the man of her dreams..." he said aloud. "I have to think of something and fast!" Eduardo looked around. He saw a rosebush on the side of the road. Eduardo looked back at the house. He saw at the top floor what looked like a girl's room. He smiled as a plan formed in his mind...

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Manuel and Diego made it to the House from the bus. They walked up to the front to talk to the guards.

"Hey, we need to get in," said Manuel. "We are looking for someone."

The guard denied them entrance. "Sorry but no one gets in unless they have permission."

"What!!" Diego started rambling in Spanish. The guard drew his rifle closer.

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Eduardo saw that the guards were busy with those thugs. Ed climbed up into the window. No one her, he saw. Ed placed the roses onto her bed with a Heart and his name "Ed" on it and the words "Meet at bus station".

"Ok," he said, "I need to get to the bus station and go with phase two."

Eduardo got out of the window. Manuel and Diego were now being "escorted" from the premisis. Ed snuck out and went back into his car. He drove off to the nearest bus station. He asked the dispatcher where the best resturaunt was and got the number. He made reserveations over the phone but didnt tell the owner it was the daughter of the President, mostly because he figured the owner wouldn't believe him. He then procceded to call and make his appointment like the guard said at the House. He left a message.

To Geneticon

"Sir, I am Eduardo Caucho Torbellino of Edoniakistanbabweagua. I am interested in meeting with your daughter. I would like to set up a date sometime soon."

Eduardo sat at the bus station and waited.

ooc: i'm not too late, huh?

Katsuro Nagaraku sorted through a bunch of papers on his father's desk.
'Junk mail, junk mail...how the hell does the leader of this country get so much junk mail?' he thought.
He eventually came upon something that wasn't junk mail.
"To all nations, from Geneticon Presidential Cabinet," he read. He opened the letter up, knowing his father didn't really care.
"The President of Geneticon's daughter wants a husband, ah?" Katsuro said, "Worth a shot."

Geneticon,
I heard your daughter is looking for a husband.

Name: Katsuro Nagaraku
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark Brown
Height: 6'
Weight: 195 lbs
Hobbies: Tricked-out cars, old-school rap, video games, drawing manga
Religion: Mahayana Buddhist

Katsuro Nagaraku

Geneticon,
I heard your daughter is looking for a husband.

Name: Katsuro Nagaraku
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark Brown
Height: 6'
Weight: 195 lbs
Hobbies: Tricked-out cars, old-school rap, video games, drawing manga
Religion: Mahayana Buddhist

Katsuro Nagaraku

To Katsuro Nagaraku:

Thank you for your reply sir. We must inform you that at the moment we have all the suitors we can handle. However, if you are interested you may come down next week. Get to the GIA and we will transport you from there to the House. We warn you that by then, the position may already be filled. Thank you.

Signed,
President Keith Johnson of Geneticon

President Johnson,

Thank you for letting me come down, I'll be there next week.

Katsuro Nagaraku

While Benjamin Volsceu had been asked to come down the following day to meet the president's daughter, he had decided that there was no harm in coming the same day in order to see the sights.

He hopped on the corporate jet and flew into Geneticon before checking into a hotel and getting situated.

OOC: psuedo-bump

OOC: bump... waiting for Roman Greece to respond. If not soon, then I'll respond to DMG and Edonia...

OOC: bump... waiting for Roman Greece to respond. If not soon, then I'll respond to DMG and Edonia...

OOC: No problem - I have plenty of work and other RPs to do.

OOC: No problem.

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Jorge grimaced as the man took the liberty of stepping out of teh vehicle and walking into the House without permission. This one takes a lot of initiative...

He swung the bags of the young man over his shoulder and walked towards the building. He stepped in and saw Lucas waiting in the reception room. Natural. "Excuse me sir. Wait here and I will get President Johnson."

Jorge dropped the bags on the floor and hurried up the flowing staircase on the right. He took the second door on that side and knocked twice.

"Come in..."

Jorge hurried through the door and closed it behind him.

"What is it Jorge? Has the young man arrived yet?"

"Yes sir, Lucas is here."

"First impression?"

"I assume you would get your own sir, but from mine he is outgoing, a heavy reader, and takes the initiative."

"Thank you Jorge, you may go now."

"Yes sir."

Jorge spun and walked out of the room, heading down the hall towards his quarters.

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President Keith Johnson smiled as he looked over the notes on his desk. So Lucas is finally here... He stood slowly and walked over to the clock. Almost right on time, 39 minutes after 9 am. At least the boy was punctual... for the most part.

Keith walked to the door and peeked out, looking over the boy that was in the room below and down the stairs. Then, with a resolve, Keith stepped out and closed the door behind him. He walked slowly down the stairs and took in the boy who stood in the room before him. As he reached the last step he spoke. "Lucas... nice to meet you."

He thrust out his hand to greet the boy.

OOC-Sorry for my late reply. Personal problems and other things.

Lucas took Keith's hand and gave him a handshake. ''You must be President Johnson. I am Lucas Notaras, son of the Megas Doux.'' Lucas said. ''Sir, Geneticon is a well kept nation. You have done a good job in running it. May you do more.'' Lucas said.

''May I get a chance to see the palace? So I know about everything here and that.'' Lucas asked.

''I don't mean to make myself look suspicious to you or what not but your daughter is a beautiful young woman, from her picture. I hope to meet her and I am sure things will go well.'' Lucas said.

Lucas hoped to start things well in this land, he did not want to mess up or anything.

OOC-Sorry for my late reply. Personal problems and other things.

Lucas took Keith's hand and gave him a handshake. ''You must be President Johnson. I am Lucas Notaras, son of the Megas Doux.'' Lucas said. ''Sir, Geneticon is a well kept nation. You have done a good job in running it. May you do more.'' Lucas said.

''May I get a chance to see the palace? So I know about everything here and that.'' Lucas asked.

''I don't mean to make myself look suspicious to you or what not but your daughter is a beautiful young woman, from her picture. I hope to meet her and I am sure things will go well.'' Lucas said.

Lucas hoped to start things well in this land, he did not want to mess up or anything.

President Johnson smiled. The boy is good with words... a politician?

"Thank you son, I do my best here, as do all of the Geneticon people."

President Johnson walked past the boy and sat in a large chair in front of the fireplace. He rubbed his hands together and stared into the empty fire-chamber. "I don't think I would call it a 'palace' persay. We're not really royalty you know, just rich leaders."

Johnson chuckled and turned his head to look at Lucas. "You'll see Geneticon soon enough. Thank you for the comment about my daughter... indeed she is a beautiful girl. A prize to catch no doubt. You'll meet her very soon..."

At that moment, Josephine Johnson began the descent down the steps of the stairs. She wore a blue blouse and matching skirt, with her hair all down in front of her eyes. She walked slowly down and stared at Lucas.

"I don't think we've been introduced Dad..."

Keith stood and walked over to the young ones. "This is Lucas Notaras, he's come to meet you."

Josephine smiled and looked Lucas in the eyes, holding out her hand to his. "Nice to meet you Lucas."

Lucas liked having a conversation with Keith, he thought of the son of Roman Greece's Megas Doux talking to a President. When he saw Josephine, he smiled and took her hand, kissing it saying ''You must be Josephine, it is an honor to meet such a beautiful young woman as yourself.''

''Mr. Johnson, your daughter's name is like Empress Josephine, the wife of Napoleon Bonaparte.'' Lucas mentioned. ''My lady, perhaps a nice tour of your home and the city would be good to start things off?'' Lucas said to Josephine.

Lucas was beginning to like it here in Geneticon, enjoying Keith's and Josephine's company.

OOC-I can translate Megas Doux if you wish me to.

Lucas liked having a conversation with Keith, he thought of the son of Roman Greece's Megas Doux talking to a President. When he saw Josephine, he smiled and took her hand, kissing it saying ''You must be Josephine, it is an honor to meet such a beautiful young woman as yourself.''

''Mr. Johnson, your daughter's name is like Empress Josephine, the wife of Napoleon Bonaparte.'' Lucas mentioned. ''My lady, perhaps a nice tour of your home and the city would be good to start things off?'' Lucas said to Josephine.

Lucas was beginning to like it here in Geneticon, enjoying Keith's and Josephine's company.

OOC-I can translate Megas Doux if you wish me to.

OOC: no need.
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IC:

Keith smiled. Very eloquent. "Thank you. She is named after her mother, my wife. The name has always had a wonderful ring in my mind."

Keith walked back over to the fireplace and picked up a paper, sitting in a chair. "You two run along, show him the garden, Josephine."

"All right Dad." Josephine echoed sweetly. She turned to face Lucas, "Come Lucas, I will show you the garden and we can talk." Then, with an almost boyish laugh, she grasped his hand and nearly jerked him towards the door.

ooc: Just a note - I have decided not to continue in this RP.

OOC-Ok then.

''Josephine is a respectable name indeed.'' Lucas said. Lucas nodded and as she took him to the garden, he said ''Josephine, what would you like to talk about in this garden? The garden is beautiful but not as beautiful as you are.''

ooc: Just a note - I have decided not to continue in this RP.

OOC: Ok... sorry it's moving too slow.

''Josephine is a respectable name indeed.'' Lucas said. Lucas nodded and as she took him to the garden, he said ''Josephine, what would you like to talk about in this garden? The garden is beautiful but not as beautiful as you are.''

Josephine smiled knowingly. "Why thank you... but you don't have to flatter me just yet. I don't like that too much. Don't say what you don't truly mean."

Josephine ran under a free waterfall which spilled into the garden pool. The mist surrounded her as she stood underneath its torrent. Behind it some might say. She felt the mist hit her bare arms and then slowly walked over to a stone bench behind her. Here, the mist was lighter but still existant. She sat and waited for Lucas.

"Thank you for your comment about my name, it is my mother's name and I'm very proud of it. What would I like to talk about? How about something important. What do you think of religion? What are your beliefs?"

She sat there smiling, waiting for his answer.

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OOC: sorry for the delay.

''I understand, Josephine. I did mean some of it though, you are beautiful.'' Lucas said. Lucas ran through the waterfall as well and sat next to Josephine. ''It is no problem, my sister is named Josephine. Religion? Roman Greece comes from the Eastern Orthodox tradition, Greek Orthodox, Russian Orthodox, etc but others like Catholics and Lutherans are there too. I am a Orthodox Christian, but I respect all faiths and traditions. What are your beliefs? What is your religion? If you don't know what Orthodox Christianity is, I can try to explain.'' Lucas stated.

OOC-That's ok. I understand.

"Well... thank you for your honesty." The bench was a pretty good sized one so she scooted closer to him and let her hip, shoulders, and legs rest against his. "Am I too close? Let me know if I am."

"I'm glad to hear that you respect all religions, as most people don't. In fact, some Geneticon people hate other religions, but I suppose that holds true for every group of people in this world. There will always be some people who will dislike others. As for me, I am Protestant Christian. Very contemporary. I dislike traditions and base what I believe solely on the 66 books which make up the inspired Word of God."