OLLY OLLY OXEN FREE

Haus of Perses will forever be my first love, so with that I am going to be taking a hiatus from it and reopening after the holidays (that's a few months down the line).  I started a Jamberry business and we have our busy vendor months coming up, so I will have next to no time to promote / reply / actually be anything supportive in this group until after the holidays.  I want to give this group as much of my love as I can, so I will be changing things around, but not until after the holidays.  For those of you who are dedicated to staying you're more than welcome to, I can hand over any/all mod control to Rae and Kay (and anyone else for that matter).  I just don't want to be that person who's total shit because lifes too busy (i'm excited for my new business but at the same time there's a LOT of stuff I have to do to make it successful).

I'm still around Tumblr though, i'm still writing, so if you read this all know I will be back to Perses in 2018!  If you'd like to continue to write alongside me you're more than welcome to join my group (I only made the group because I missed playing a female and couldn't think of a way Perses would ever allow them).  So yes, although i'm signing off of these accounts it is NOT a forever goodbye.  I will be back after the holidays and if you're around and still writing I want you to be a part of the family once more <3  The following are ways you can reach me:

islandoferos.tumblr.com <--- the group, please join if you want to continue to write with me because I love you all.  It’s just so established and amazing so I thought it’d be easier than trying to pull this group from the ashes (I need total energy to do that and will have it when vendor season is over).

@kennedyadams​ @austinbelmont​ @eliasxchase​ @mrwylder​ @kalinadimitrov​

Seriously message ANY of those accounts at ANY time and I will reply <3 you are more than welcome to ALWAYS keep in touch with me!  I do hope you guys join so we can continue to be a family, but I understand if you don’t want to (just please do still talk to me).  Like I said, this is not a forever goodbye but more a see you later!  I will be around to fix this place up once my life settles down (or my business fails which would absolutely kill me inside).

I miss you,

Please keep in touch.

I love you all and look forward to the day I can bring my men back into the Haus!

Greyson turned his head to look at the other, blinking at the man with the busted lip. The guy wasn’t sick, that at least was the good part of whatever was wrong at the moment- hoping there weren’t other wounds he had to deal with on his first day. “You’re lucky it wasn’t me you were calling a whore while your drank or you would have had something more than a busted lip,” Greyson grabbed a bottle of alcohol, unfortunately it wasn’t the kind that people were supposed to drink. Wetting a piece of gauze, he walked back over to the man and took his drink, putting it to his own lips to take a swig before setting it down and placing the gauze against the man’s wound. “Sorry- I’m not a plastic surgeon, the only thing I can do is disinfect your busted face, and make sure it stops bleeding while I drink your alcohol.” He snorted out softy, making sure to clean the area the best he could, “You’re lucky you don’t need stitches, whoever hit you did a good job. Though judging by your demeanor you might have deserved it.”

Chance grinned casually at the other. “I completely understand. I was completely lost for the whole first week I was here.” He was a bit confused as to why this man was on his bed. “Do you want help finding your room or…are you planning on staying here?”

"I'm pretty comfortable here, actually, but thanks for the offer...unless you want me out of your room in which case i'll have to face rejection and that's never fun so," okay so he shouldn't drink all that often or else he did stupid shit like this, but certainly he couldn't be close to being kicked out right?  "I think i'd rather stay here, for a little bit, get acquainted perhaps?"  A devilish smirk twisting over his lips as he gave Chance a hint of what he'd rather be doing right now.

Dante was impressed the other got into his suite but he can’t say he was upset about the surprise. “Oh, well it is difficult to maneuver. I’m sure you got close enough.” He took a moment to just admire that body before taking his coat off. “I’m Dante by the way.”

"Close, but no cigar, rats," he teased using the old line, though he could only smirk when he caught the other checking him out.  He couldn't blame him, knowing that he himself was gorgeous and having taken his shirt off to sweeten the pot?  "Like what you see?"  He asked without hesitation, the other introducing himself as Oliver felt the need to do the same, "Oliver."  It was nice, this fellow didn't seem to recognize him from the screen so perhaps he had a shot at being normal, well as normal as he could in a sex house.

“I just got here and you already need something from me? Did this place not have a Doctor for me? There isn’t anyone walking around here with the plague is there?” He questioned, his back turned to the other in the space the Haus had given him to work. Grey had barely been able to pull his scrubs on, deciding against the pants for the afternoon and settling on jeans, if he was going to start in the middle of the day, then he was going to be comfortable while doing it- that was what this place was about right? Maybe not the comfort of a staff member, but he was sure the higher ups wouldn’t really mind all that much, “So-…want to tell me whats wrong or do I have to figure that out myself?” He asked finally turning to the other.

Oliver was making his rounds, sure as shit, but it didn't help that he'd been drinking at the time.  The bartender had told him he'd had enough but the actor just kept going, and one thing lead to another and he now sat in the space where the doctor was supposed to be with a busted lip.  "Apparently they don't like it when you call them whores," he laughed, or at least attempted to before he winced out in pain holding a liquor bottle in his hand as he attempted to take another swig to numb the pain.  "Go ahead, Doc, fix me up, make me like all the pretty people."