Welcome to SOULMATE, we are a real-life city role play set in the fictional town of Mariet, Louisiana. Its real life with a twist, can you find your soulmate? Cupid can help you. Over 7 years and still going strong!
Spring has sprung, and has apparently sprung a leak. The neighboring town of Descartes has started to flood due to storms from the gulf. Many back roads are out, and the township needs help!
Mariet citizens are being asked to help with sandbagging, fundraising, and helping their fellow Mariet County residents in their time of need.
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Descartes Township Spring has sprung, and has apparently sprung a leak. The neighboring town of Descartes has started to flood due to storms from the gulf. Many back roads are out, and the township needs help!
Mariet citizens are being asked to help with sandbagging, fundraising, and helping their fellow Mariet County residents in their time of need.
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Here is where you can post your character's history boards/plot ads, and apply to be part of other character's histories. A history thread is not required and is not encouraged. Never abandon classic rping as the best way to create relationships!
Anything that does not fit the current Mariet time scheme can be roleplayed here such as alternate reality, past events, dream sequences, or just silly events that involve the character of Soulmate. All threads must have some relation to the current version of Soulmate. That means no thread of two aliens fornicating on Pluto's moon.
Interesting happenings about town. Here's where citizens write shit about each other. If you have something interesting, amusing or embarrassing to say about somebody, log in and post with the gossip account so you can remain anonymous.
A quiet relief from the bustling city is Grisham Park. The park is a square half mile full of green grass, and it then extends further into the outskirts of the city, where it turns into more of a wasteland than a park. Two well-maintained acres of the park are fenced in for dogs - Dog Hill - and another area is reserved for children, with playground equipment. Also in the park are tennis and basketball courts, and frisbee and soccer fields. The rest of the land is riddled with hiking and biking trails, with the occasional stream cutting through the park. Scattered around are gazebos and picnic tables.
Coffee and Italian soda, Cobb salads and tiramisu. No place is better than Donna's for sitting outside on the patio, catching up with the news around town and meeting up with friends. Donna's is tucked away on a corner of a pedestrian-active street. The staff seem to lack friendliness, but that matches up with their tight black uniform.
This bar sits on a lot in the middle of the block. The original structure, owned by Tim, was burned down in a fire. Due to hard times Tim was unable to recreate the bar's original splendour, so the found himself with only one option: buy four slabs of tin and call it the new neighbourhood bar! Neon beer signs decorate the interior plywood walls, above booths with torn vinyl on the seats. the questionably 'clean' kitchen and sticky bar are the other fixtures of the Shack. Despite its shady appearance, a variety of patrons, from mohawks to chains, to bandannas and bling, miniskirts and collared button-downs, call this place home.
There's always a need for public transit, right? Well that's what the metro station is for. The main forms of transportation here are buses and trains, though if someone really wanted to they could call for a cab from one of the many pay phones located along one wall within the building. While Mariet may seem like just a dot on a map, the fact is that there is a regular schedule of trains and buses coming through.
The sound of loud, thumping techno and electronica music oozes from the cracks in the windows and under the door. Though it's dark inside O, colorful flashing and strobe lightning brighten up the dance floor. O is mostly a dance club, but also oxygen bar - hence the name. Alcohol is sold here, but you only have to be 18 to enter and partake in the oxygen huffing.
Mariet High School is a relatively small school, which permits a rather high standard of education. The school itself is set on a several acres, full of green grass and tree coverage. Mariet's football team is not the most spectacular in the country, but they do have a full football field on the grounds, which servers for many great afterschool functions.
The MCPD headquarters is located in a light grey building. The basement serves as a garage for all of the police vehicles, and floors one through five serve as offices, conference rooms, interrogation rooms, and booking rooms. Floors six and seven are the jail. When prisoners come in, they are taken to the showers and must strip, clean, de-lice, and dress in light blue and white striped jumpsuit. For intoxicated persons coming in for a temporary holding, they are put in the drunk tank with multiple others.
Although Baxter shows new movies the real attractions here are the older and cut films they play later on in the night. On the last Saturday of every month, a movie like Rocky Horror Picture Show is played, and people line the block donned in corsets and fishnets. On the other hand, Casablanca and Godfather are played periodically, and Baxter doesn't forget the Trekkies. Though Baxter plays the whole collection over and over again, who's complaining? Nobody gets left out in Mariet.
The aptly named gay bar, Spectrum, is decorated inside and out with lights, flags, neon lights, and colorful flowers. It's actually quite beautiful; once a grandmother posed her grandchildren outside the bar and took a picture. All the bar patrons, from leather clad to flannel, smiled out the window and burst into laughter after the grandmother waved goodbye and shuffled down the street. As for the age limit, Spectrum is known for not following the rules. They will allow teenagers in, but won't serve them... Unless they have a "sponsor". If the sponsor is of legal drinking age, 21, the teen in question can drink without worry, as long as the police aren't around. Overall, Spectrum is a nice place with a friendly and, above all, diverse environment.
Farmer Brown's is a little grocery store in a quieter part of downtown. The store socks what you would expect a grocer's to stock; fruit and vegetables, bread, drinks... Food. On an interesting note, the store is not actually owned by a farmer. Nor is the store owned by someone with the surname Brown.
There's nothing fancy about Swifty's. A small green and yellow building with eight pumps is conveniently situated on a corner. Inside the building sits the worker typically watching television or reading a magazine. There's candy, snacks, and limited car supplies to be bought... Limited in the most literal sense of the word. Power steering fluid and an ice scraper is... About it. Out back is a small, dirty bathroom.
The hospital is painted a cheerful yellow, perhaps to offset the doom and gloom of death and pain often associated with such places. But paint or no paint, this place is buzzing, just like every other hospital in America. There are doctors and nurses on call twenty-four seven, so whether a kid broke their arm, or somebody took one too many of those male enhancement pills, there's always someone here.
The size of Mariet's Mall is not comparable to anything large or extravagant, but it is large enough. The mall contains a variety of shops, and there are a couple of famous designer shops. In the centre of the mall is a large, wide, circular fountain surrounded by benches in the open air; a perfect place to spend a moment of relaxation and rest the feet from a day of shopping. For those who enjoy shopping, the Mall of Mariet is a haven.
A hybrid coffee shop/bookstore, The Attic is exactly what you'd expect from a book store; it's small, cozy and smells of hazelnut coffee and paper. The Attic has been open for nearly fifty years, owned by a little man named Andrew Sebastian.
If your appetite is for something a little more ďafter darkĒ, the Dollhouse is the place to be. A sturdy and utilitarian building on the outside houses the beautiful and the sinful on the inside. For a small fee you can sit back, relax and enjoy the sights of the truly naughty. But while you can look, donít even think about trying to touch. There is a strict no touching policy, and the security will take great joy in throwing you out on your behind for not keeping your hands to yourself.
Before the days of Wal-Mart and the Mall of Mariet, you could come to Juniper Avenue. A bit like stepping back in time, Juniper features a brick road and antique benches and street lamps of Mariet days gone by. Storefronts with Victorian flare reveal antique shops, cafes, and up-scale boutiques. While it is not the most bustling area of this small town, it is certainly chock-full of character, and certainly seems like a slice of old Mariet thatís here to stay.
The Mariet Cemetery is the only one within the city limits. To make up for the lack of others, this one is large and sprawling. It consists of rolling hills with graves of various shapes and sizes sticking out from the ground. At the entrance, just behind the wrought-iron gates, are several rows of vaults. These vaults come at high price; so they should, because the solid marble is kept impeccable bu the groundskeeper. However, deeper in the graveyard, though thorns and dry grass are older, less well-maintained graves.
Ink and Needles is a contemporary tattoo shop with a nice feel to it. The walls are lined with artwork, either original pieces, or extracts from various comics. As you walk in you can take a seat and flip through the books for examples. There's usually someone sat at the desk, unless they're in one of the two 'studios'. The walls are light colored, and it's a fresh change to any of the grimy downtown studios. They rarely get complaints and that's the way they like it. Glass cases display the various barbels available, and they have fair prices.
Named after the southern Italian opera composer, this is the oldest and most beautiful building in Mariet. Built in the late 1800s, the facade is imported stone, hand carved and simply stunning. The interior is equally as elegant. The walls and the ceiling are painted with the gods and goddesses of Roman mythology, and beautiful scenery and castles. Many plays and operas come to the theatre and the local actor's association frequently put on shows though the year. Here, the lights are always glowing.
Obvious is anything but inconspicuous. The bar is located inside of the building painted a lush purple - purple is the color if royalty, so there were never any doubts about what Obvious' color scheme was going to be. The interior is very cabin-esque - exposed beans run along the ceiling, and a large free-standing open-air fireplace is set in the middle of he room. The bar is a light, shiny birch wood and lined alongside it are the gold plated, purple velvet bar stools. Without a doubt, one stool itself cost more than every item in Tim's Tin Tequila Shack put together. Think twice before you swagger into Obvious - there's a dress code. Black tie. Not black tie creative, not business casual. The White Stag collection at the local supershop will not do.
In the beginning. the Kingdom of Terror was the Kingdom of Fun. During those days, no one visited... only the occasional bored parents and ecstatic 6 year old. Clearly, Mariet wasn't, and isn't, much of a family city. Then, a few years after opening, "Fun" was crossed out and "Terror" replaced it. The roller coasters here have been given awards, and the water slides makes people wet themselves. Though the Kingdom isn't massive, it makes up for this in the quality of the rides.
You know the cliche diner that everybody avoids because it looks like it's secretly a crack den? That's the Skillet. Run out of an converted doublewide on the side of the road, most of Mariet would pretend to ignore its existence completely, but a select few have taken the plunge and stepped into the seat-up diner. Those people are risk takers, and they're greatly rewarded for said risk. The Skillet has, hands down, some of the best down-home cooking you will ever eat in your entire life, and some of the nicest people you might ever meet. The menu changes at the whims of its married owners, Jim the cook and Babette the manager/head waitress. Locals, however, would lynch the two if they ever touches the breakfast menu, but Jim and Babette know how to keep their costumers pleased.
Although Balzac's is states away from a real vineyard, their wine is of impeccable quality, as if everything on their menu... and the price tag shows. Getting into Balzac's without a reservation is near impossible; the restaurant is very exclusive and upper class. A famous interior designer was hired to decorate Balzac's - dark, rich wood, matte silver fixtures and a deep red and light tan color scheme give Balzac's a gorgeous interior and captivating atmosphere. In the corner of the restaurant sits a beautiful grand piano and a sleek microphone, reserved for only the finest pianist and the most bewitching nightingale. Being the only high calibre French and Italian fusion restaurant in town, Balzac's is the place to be.
The Olivier Apartments are in an attractive building in a nice, quiet part of Mariet. The building used to be a cloth mill. After it's renovation it's got a typical 21st century style. It has a large water fountain as a centrepiece and beautiful English ivy climbs the building, grown to give the apartments a more expensive feel. The rent starts at $350 and increases by $100 for each additional bedroom.
The Biltmore apartments are located in a bleak, red-brick building in the poorest area of the city (which is, admittedly not, that poor). Biltmore is much less exclusive than the other housing developments; anyone who can pay the first and last month's rent upfront can get an apartment. Due to this the rooms are generally smaller and the provided appliances aren't so up-to-date. The available apartments are studios, 1 bedrooms, 2 bedrooms and 3 bedrooms. There are 8 floors in total. Rent starts at $200 and raises by $50 per bedroom.
The row houses on Chartres were all originally shotgun homes. However, in recent years many have had a second or third floor constructed leading to their change to camelbacks. Most have a small front yard, but none have a backyard because a small parking space takes up any possible space between the building, alley and the other building behind. Most of the houses are painted bright colours. They can be a bit gaudy which can drive some people to relocate to Decatur but it's all in good fun.
Appleberry Court was once military housing in the war and hasn't really been updated much since then. The housing is moderately priced and while not very attractive many residents take pride in their homes and lawns. Once upon a time, Appleberry Court was one of the most dangerous places to live in Mariet but recently crime rates seemed to have dropped. Most of the homes here seem to be one- or split-level, old brick houses.
Despite the street's unglamorous past as the home of the main cloth mill in the tri-state area Decatur street is now one of the most affluent neighbourhoods in Mariet. The street is on the edge of the city even though it is classified as being in The Village. The rows of new and old, remodelled houses are pricey but worth it to some; those who can afford it.
Every city has a trailer park and this is Mariet's. There isn't anything spectacular or even attractive about these mobile homes but that is not the point anyway. They are cheap, very cheap and affordability is what their inhabitants seek. Those who can't handle the living situation often upgrade to Biltmore but there are a select few who are quite comfortable remaining here.
South of Mariet there is a much liked, by citizens and tourists alike, beach. The sand is golden and the foamy tide laps against the shore. Sometimes, the tide goes all the way out, and miles of mud flats become accessible, inhabited by mussels, crabs and sea worms. The beach is nearly empty of tourists all year round except for mid-summer.
The Zoo is a new addition to Mariet and it's somewhat small. There is a reptile house that has various different snakes, a pair of Nile monitors and a pair of caimans. The remaining enclosures are outside. The animals include a Bengal tiger pair, a male and two female lions, a maned wolf pack, a heard of bongos, gazelles, giraffes, zebras, warthogs and gorillas. Eleven species isn't bad for only a few years up and running. Due to the relatively small size of the zoo, the landscaping and the overall care of the animals is wonderful. Scenic and clean, J.L. Shedd, the founder has done Mariet proud and even managed to bring a few desperate tourists in! There is even a small petting zoo and farm in the back for the younger children to interact with animals. Fun for the whole family!
About ten miles from the heart of down town is a large, untouched forest. The Mariet government planned on flattening the land and redirecting the river that flows through it in order to erect a new, massive strip mall. Their ideas were put in the news paper and quickly came under scrutiny. Thankfully, the city knew that crossing its own citizens is never a good idea and they decided to leave the land alone.
A result of the government's desperate efforts to drive the skating youth out of the inner city (where they might get injured) a concrete skatepark was built just outside of town. The Mariet government really pulled out all the stops on this one. There are half-pipes, quarter-pipes, handrails, fun boxes, vert ramps, pyramids, banked ramps, full-pipes, stairsets and various other objects whose names only really mean anything to people who actually skate. Graffiti decorates the concrete, adding a little more life to the otherwise grey and boring landscape.
To the south of The Village is a small pond, into which runs a narrow stream. The pond is nothing special - the water is dark blue, almost black and the surface is littered with lily pads. Around the edges of the pond are tall reeds and the occasional old oak tree. The surrounding area is quite marshy and both the marshland and the pond are home to a wide range of wild life.