The Mansion sits in silence, everything inside it coated in a heavy layer of dust. It's waiting. It's plotting. It had reluctantly released its captives for a while -- back to their native books lands -- but that was only to lull them into a false sense of security. Now it's back with a renewed sense of mischief ( Read more... )

Compiling the results of this took ages, but what else do you expect from a demon?

( The results, in which Belial is vaguely biased. Why are we not surprised? )

*is suddenly there looking awfully pleased with himself-- (and awfully sexy, have we mentioned?)* Ladies and gentlemen, angels and demons -- I present to you our third official Bachelor Auction ( Read more... )

[[Remember that poll census that was posted way back when? It turns out, from my calculations, that only 58% of the males here at DF prefer other males at least somewhat, this time around. It was around 69% last time, and I am still very immature. ... However, we had a whopping number of 104 male characters answer the poll, so that was exciting ( Read more... )

*Thanks to this thread, the Mansion is now temporarily plunged into complete darkness. A high-pitched scream is also heard, making this seem like a scene out of a bad horror film.

Make of it what you will (but whatever you do, DON'T SPLIT UP please don't interrupt the kidnapping >__>) -- and feel free to use this for crack-plotting/panicking

He ambles throughout the mansion, whistling tunelessly to himself (or perhaps there is a tune, but the tune in question would be little better, or perhaps worse). He runs his hand along every door he passes, and his fingers leave brief trails of fire. This is, let us say, a sort of... controlled chaos ( Read more... )

*looks very, very sheepish, and for once, is having problems figuring out what to say*

I ... I have a confession to make. Er. It seems like everyone's falling in love these days, including me, and ... well, yes. You didn't think it possible of me, did you? But the truth's out. I'm in love with Aziraphale.

Typist: *looks innocent* What?

*Muzak plays over the DF PA system (which apparently, we have), but is interrupted by a loud Jeremy Irons-esque voice*

MEPHISTOPHELES. WHEREVER YOU MAY BE, WE HAVE A NEW BODY FOR YOU. PLEASE REPORT TO HELL IMMEDIATELY. ALTHOUGH ... KEEP IN MIND THAT NEW BODIES ARE SCARCE, MEPHISTOPHELES. YOU MAY HAVE A FEW PROBLEMS ADJUSTING TO THIS ONE. *a ( Read more... )

A man enters unobtrusively. He is wearing a long, ragged coat and looks vaguely exhausted. "What a bum", you'd think upon meeting him, but deep inside, you somehow know that he isn't. His facial features show a hint of his past beauty, but now his eyes are dark and his face expressionless. After a few minutes, he finally notices that there are ( Read more... )