Richard Castle (
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The Part of Vincent von Hamburg-Rutledge III Is Being Played by Richard Castle
Who: Richard Castle and YOU
Where: A room in the hotel where soap operas are real.
When: Any time during the event.
Rating: PG-13 right now.
Summary: Castle steps into a soap opera and you are all invited to be ridiculous with him.
The Story:
Castle was exploring the hotel when he suddenly felt compelled to open a random door and step inside.
He found himself entirely transformed.
No longer was he Richard Castle. He was now Vincent von Hamburg-Rutledge III, an exceedingly wealthy senator who held dark secrets in his past. Even his clothing changed into that of a sharp suit with a silk tie. He was refined, his manners perfect, and suddenly flawlessly handsome. That wasn't much of a change though.
The room was an opulent parlor filled plush couches and arm chairs next to a roaring fire. Million dollar paintings hung on the walls next to priceless vases.
Please feel free to join Mr. von Hamburg-Rutledge III for some tea (or brandy, if you would prefer).
Where: A room in the hotel where soap operas are real.
When: Any time during the event.
Rating: PG-13 right now.
Summary: Castle steps into a soap opera and you are all invited to be ridiculous with him.
The Story:
Castle was exploring the hotel when he suddenly felt compelled to open a random door and step inside.
He found himself entirely transformed.
No longer was he Richard Castle. He was now Vincent von Hamburg-Rutledge III, an exceedingly wealthy senator who held dark secrets in his past. Even his clothing changed into that of a sharp suit with a silk tie. He was refined, his manners perfect, and suddenly flawlessly handsome. That wasn't much of a change though.
The room was an opulent parlor filled plush couches and arm chairs next to a roaring fire. Million dollar paintings hung on the walls next to priceless vases.
Please feel free to join Mr. von Hamburg-Rutledge III for some tea (or brandy, if you would prefer).
omg i have no idea what i'm doing
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"Serendipity! How did you get in here? I thought you were still in jail."
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She went to slap him again, enraged.
"If it were up to you, I'd rot in jail forever!"
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"For what you did? You deserve it!"
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She threw the stole on the sofa and pulled off her gloves. As he stepped back, she stepped forward.
"You set me up! You know I'm innocent!"
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"You know what you did Serendipity."
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She threw her hair over her shoulder as she turned away, biting her lip.
"Besides fall in love with the wrong man."