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Along the coast of Long Island a mansion sits across the pier from a lighthouse. during the week, the windows are darkened, no one moves around inside, and the only hint that anyone lives there is sometimes a yellow Rolls Royce can be seen leaving the driveway. On the weekends, however, starting as early as the rise of the sun, the party begins at the mansion. No one knows when or why the world came together to celebrate these extravagant and luxurious parties, but one thing is for sure not a single person is dissuaded from attending them. Guests show up in costumes from ball gowns, to faerie wings, to complete head to toe gimmicks looking so lifelike, some would wonder if they were actually real. However, no matter how many parties one person attends, they have yet to meet the mysterious and Elusive Gatsby.

There is, however, another attendee, that has showed up for every party. Dominic. It seems he takes the role as host in Gatsby's absence, greeting new comers, making people feel comfortable, and getting everyone involved in the events, which is mostly loud music, swimming, and partying. It's unclear why Dominic attends these parties himself, as aside from greeting the guests and being pleasant on the outside, he seems to have no real interest in them being around, and when talked about his origins seem to be as elusive as Gatsby's. One thing is for sure, however, if you are to propose a rumor of Gatsby as true or false, Dominic will have very strong opinions, as if he were trying to protect him...

Dominic walks the halls of the mansion today as the first few guests show up, and once he sees you, new, your first time to a Gatsby party, because he does not recognize you, he bee-lines, wanting to be the first to welcome you, "Hello. Welcome to West Egg. I'm Dominic, what brings you here?"

The cool beige color of her dress clung to her frame as the woman entered the elaborate halls of the manor. Skeptical hues admired the detailing of the interior. It mirrored some of the many elaborate parties she had attended in her brief time in fame. Decorative elements like this had seemed far beyond her- a time much too far gone...as indicated at how uncomfortable this dress had become on her. Alas it was the only one she had that slightly matched the occasion, with its detailed olive beading that reminded her of the beautiful art deco art from the 20s. Her long dark locs draped down her back, a small clutch to her side as her heels clacked down the hall.

So this is where the great Gatsby held his events?

Perhaps it would have been better to come with company, yet Ashti came alone. That's how she normally did it. Her expression a continously blank slate as she searched the unfamiliar faces- including the one that came up to her. Someone in a well dressed suit. For some reason his face felt familiar- for whenever Gatsby was mentioned this face came to mind. It was the only face she could connect it to. The great host for all Gatsby's parties.

"Thank you for having me." She tried to sound calm and collected, though she could hardly keep her gaze connected. "Purely curious. An invitation ended up outside my shop...and I thought i'd attend. You haven't lived until you've attended one of Gatsby's parties...so they say." She was rambling. She always rambled when nervous. Clearing her throat she put on a professional persona- the one that helped her so many times while on stage. "I thought maybe I know him?" She mused. "Or is it too much to seek an audience with Gatsby? I was called to sing...figured I'd meet my employer."

Dominic kept his expression tight and straightened up the moment the guest mentioned Gatsby. Of course he thought wryly, You think you're important enough to just walk in like you know him.

"Quite right," Dominic finally replied after his inner monologuing, forcing a smile, "You said... an invitation?"

The Host rudely stuck out his hand, as if she was expected to provide it when most of the guests showed up any time of day, half of them not having the first idea of who the house belonged to.

It was clear there was very loose organisation of partying - people were dressed in all kinds, from flowy summer dresses, to costumes that would've probably been more suitable for winter holidays, but kept in the cool shade of the home rather than out by the pool. It was like a mix of the most important, and least exceptional citizens of long island all wrapped up into one party, so why would this person who Dominic had never heard of be so important as to receive an invitation as well.

The thought crossed his mind he had no right to such thing, and he limply dropped his hand as the woman stated why she was invited - a singer. That was different from his own invitation so many year before - it was a special guest request, as if they'd actually meet, but he wasn't asked to do anything specific. He didn't recognize her, but she must be somewhat well known to receive an invitation for entertainment.

"Oh!" Dominic's entire face changed from cautious kindness, to pure welcoming. Perhaps if he'd help her get attention of most of the party goers, Gatsby would bother to attend his own soiree, "Right I heard about you . Come this way." Dominic would get her set up over a stage in the back of the mansion, "I'm sure he'll be here shortly, he really can't have gone too far..." And just like that the party host would be at the woman's beck and call.

//mmm I actually love your character, I've seen your LFRP ad a few times, but was unable to follow through for one reason or another. Anything goes, I just thought a nice 20s summer party would fit the vibe haha.

"Pearl, Just.. Pearl is fine..."



From the morning mimosas to the very last piece of glittering confetti fluttering in the wake of a broom, a rotating cast of staff ensured the party kept going smoothly to Dominic's quite specific and detailed requests, which included a list of noted likings.
They could be seen mingling and escorting guests all over the house, patiently tidying up from party and social chaos, refreshing drinks, offering snacks, fresh warm towels, directions to places for sunning and even shade leisure!!! Much of their time was spent checking in on guests who lounged casually (and some who seemed a bit haphazard) through the delirium of these theatrically extravagant weekend-long soirees.
Day in and Out and again!

The staff were encouraged to artfully adorn themselves in exciting and unique costumery for every single party!!!!
My Goodness, was everyone absolutely serving!
Exciting, Daring, Variety, Whimsy!!!! Always encouraged & dished out by fashionable and vibrant Guests & the dedicated staff, performers & artists alike! Such Decadence and Luxury!

Pearl, in an attempt to make a fashionable statement as moving art and to be somewhat innocuous to the environment... the slender sun-kissed woman draped her figure in sheer materials detailed by delicate golden stitching, pearls and golden charms...
She's like a soft pink and gold gossamer flower petal.

Drifting gently through the crowds, she's offering fresh cups of summer berries and sweet citrus champagne to the guests.

Occasionally, Pearl will check on Dominic to be sure he is comfortable during the long weekends of theatrical, sumptuous, and romantic summer soiree delirium.
And Drama!!! Oh, The possible gossip!

Her enormous green eyes, lined with dramatic & dark top liner wing- making her eyes quite BIG.

She spots the beautiful miss Ashti Rodgers and Dominic, her face lighting up!
Pearl drifts over, politely excusing herself as she joins the two, "Yes, Indeed, a great talent, Dominic, sir! Refreshments, miss Rodgers?" It was almost flirtatious!
She would linger some, but only so long as people around wanted champagne... and she would drift by to refresh her supply often!

"Please, excuse me, but let me know if you do need anything, Miss Rodgers..."

"Dominic? You are well, I hope? Shall I fetch you anything special?"

(*edited this after initial post.)

No master at reading subtle tones and faces, yet even Ashti found her brow raising at the hosts' infliction of voice and cautious speech. When the hand was held out Ashti's annoyance might have been clear in her own, subtle, way. Nevertheless she went to open her clutch only for Dominic's tone to change- and for a brightly and wonderfully dressed person to approach. Unfortunately Dominic's sudden enthusiasm was lost as the woman beheld the drink handed to her. How could she deny?

"Do you serve the drinks? Yes- I'll be needing you alot this evening actually." Hues glanced to the curious "host" as the trio presumably followed towards the stage. Rodgers found the crowd colorful and fun. It only made her wonder about this mysterious Gatsby...and made her think this devious yet innocent lie wouldn't be found out.

Ashti had been on many stages, and while this one wasn't the largest she's stood on it was the most decorative- the rugs that painted the stage fit the Era the party was themed after. Ornate decorative elements such as shades and pearls painted it and glimmered in the light. Why...simply approaching it made Ashti feel like a queen. Now she really wanted to meet this Gasby. Plush lips sipped from the glass. The taste was divine. "I'll need more of this. Thanks. What's your name?" Ashti mentioned to Pearline, a smirk painting her lips as she admired the unique attire. Pearl made her feel underdressed.

Nevertheless she stepped forward, her heels glittering under the spotlight. "And for you, Mister invitation." Ashti mused as she went to set the mic up. "I'll need an audience."

Dominic raised an eyebrow at Pearl, upon recognizing her offered a polite bow, and gratefully accepted a drink, "Pearl, wonderful to see you as always."

Thankfully she did know the singer and Dominic took another step back to let the two converse, realizing Pearl knew her as a fan, rather than a personal friend. The host took a deep breath and let the two intermingle for a moment, Pearl always being much more welcoming with the party favors. Well, Dominic was welcoming but not when others thought they were entitled to his Gatsby.

The jealousy beast grew but he kept content with the girls flirtatious exchanging of words. Dominic swirled his drink around before taking a large gulp of the sweet liquid.

"I'm just fine, thank you." He nodded to Pearl.

Mr. Invitation Who does she think she is....

Dominic raised an eyebrow and twirled in a grand gesture to the party guests - laughing, crying, drinking, dancing, and all moves in between - Then after a complete circle he stopped to stare down Miss Ashti, "Play well enough, and you might get one."


//Not good with clothes - Mr. Dominic is in a suit, and more concerned with everyone's integrity than looks BUT. I think they look amazing . Did miss an opportunity for him to bring out the sequins thouigh.