the start long story of how it started
It had been a long year for Thomas Miller. Not many have done all that he has done; thrown exaggerated parties, donated to charities, sponsor individuals, go to meetings, do interviews, meet up for book signing. It was rare for him to have a bit of alone time to himself. But he rather enjoyed his busy schedule. It kept him from reflecting on his past. He had a great reputation in the public’s eye, but behind closed doors was a different story.
As the memories filled his mind, he couldn’t help but think of his grandkids he had once housed. He had a close relationship with them while they stayed there with him, but once they had left, he never reached out to them. He wasn’t good at keeping in touch with anyone if he didn’t see them often, which often gave people a bad impression of him. He also thought of the children he had sponsored, he had hoped they made it as far as they had dreamed. He also thought of the few children that were brought to some of his lesser extravagant parties. Their faces long forgotten but their names had lingered, he hoped that they were doing well. Thought of the few kids he met at conventions, he didn’t get to know them as well as the others, but still wished them well. He worried who he should put in his will, would the person use his assets for good or for misdeeds. This thought along had worried him.
His mind continued to wonder until the sound of his television caught his attention. The animation bored him but he soon found himself enjoying the show.
As he watched, he soon had an idea. The idea that would help solve his problem of secession! Since he couldn’t split the money with everyone, nor could he decide on who actually deserved it. This idea was the perfect choice! He smiled at himself as he nodded along, clearly pleased with himself. And this began his long planning for his secession game.
It had been a gruesome 4 months of planning. He had completely stopped showing his face to the public and many had called wellness checks to his property, causing his plans to pause and be on hold. He eventually had to put a stop to this. He made a video exclaiming that due to his health, he would be retreating to his villa for the time being. Once the matter had settled he went back to work. Buying a new property and having the whole property under construction.
The construction took a rather long time for Mr. Miller’s liking but he waited nonetheless as he put his plans into action. He had typed out a letter and sent it to his assistant, Nick. It was part of Nick’s job to proofread and ‘fix’ any mistakes Mr. Miller may have made.
Now Nick had grown accustomed to Mr. Miller’s way of ‘writing’ letters. They were short and sloppy. So Nick would skim through and ‘fix’ the letter to make it appear more professional. It didn’t take long for Nick to type out the letters. He had each letter addressed to the people Mr. Miller had listed on a small notepad. Now he just needed Mr. Miller’s signature for the letters.
Nick had no idea about his plans, but he knew that his boss, Thomas, was tired of his lifestyle and wanted a way out without it being obvious. And he figured that he had found a way. Mr. Miller could finally hang up his Mr. Gatsby persona.
This had greatly impressed Nick. Nick had been with Mr. Miller long enough to know that Mr. Miller had a deep regret regarding his family’s matter. Yes he had been a great grandfather to his grandkids that he had housed but it never went further from that. He knew that his boss wanted to apologize for all the wrong things he had done but would never come out that could tarnish his reputation. His deepest wish for his boss was that he’d finally be able to be truly happy.
He handed the stack of letters he had printed off to Mr. Miller. Nick left his boss to fetch the envelopes, wax, and seal before returning to his boss. Which didn’t take him very long to sign, placed in the envelopes, and sealed off. Nick was satisfied with his work. While Mr. Miller sat in his chair, smoking his pipped cigar. It would only be a couple of months before the construction was done and all the crew folks long gone. Mr. Miller didn’t like the idea but it wasn’t like he had much choice on the matter. The following day, Nick would take these envelopes to the ups and have them mailed from there. While Mr. Miller would wait to hear from them to do anything. He didn’t mind spending a little money on getting his candidates from point A to his villa.
A YEAR LATER
The day was almost before them, the construction crew and equipment were long gone, and the staff had almost everything in place. It wouldn’t be long until the real fun could begin. Nick had been in constant contact with the candidates, arranging flights to and from as well as rides for everyone. He managed to get a couple of days rest but he kept busy just like the rest of the staff. He didn’t consider himself any better than them, but just as important as they were. Doing what he could to help lighten the load for the staff. Before anyone knew it, the day had came to an end.
The next morning, Nick had taken a group of maids down to the front gate that lead onto the property. They would be there to welcome their masters guests with a smile and helping hands. Everyone was eager to get the welcoming ceremony started.
welcome!
Nick stood at the entrance of the property, welcoming each guest as they arrived. He then had a maid show them to the garden as he took each luggage to their designated rooms in the manner they’d be staying in.
The maids would lead them over to the garden. In the garden, there was a open area with circle tables. Each table had tea sets and finger foods ready for the contestants to enjoy. Each table could be enjoyed by three people. The guests were free to walk around if they wanted to.
The path is made up of loose pebbles, leading the guest to many different paths around the garden. There were a variety of different flowers, trees, and bushes the guests could enjoy. Some smelt sweet while some had the opposite smell.
Off in the close distance was a maze (mini game, the wheel will decide if you are able to get out.). The hedges were high, making it impossible to look over them, while also being thick, making it impossible for the guest to cut through them. The path in the maze seemed to change each time a guest would walk in, making it nearly impossible to memorize the way out. But in the middle of the maze was a little island surrounded but a small stream of water. On the center of the little island was a young oak tree. It stood tall, taller than the hedges and strong branches stretched out. But it wasn’t considered old since it wasn’t near 3.3 feet in diameter. There was also a couple of stone benches near the hedges for guests to rest up.
The guests were welcome to interact with each other, and roam around the garden. Mr Thomas Miller was nowhere in sight.
The letter Details
To whom it may concern,
I do hope this letter finds you well. You have been invited to attend for a chance to win all of my assets. So pack for a couple of months, bring the necessities that you may need. I will provide you a place to rest, as well as food and all that my property has to offer. Be prepared to leave empty handed if eliminated from the challenges. The last one standing will inherit it all. If you have any questions, feel free to call my assistant Nick. He will provide you with any information you may need. I look forward to seeing who’ll win it all. Good luck to everyone.
Signature
Thomas Miller
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• the show he was watching was Total Drama Action
• you do not have to but would like to know what your character/s were doing when they received the letter, followed by the year time skip of them arriving.
• your characters can arrive in small groups or solo. You decide
• it’s midsummer.
