*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... )

*Leaves a box on a table in the middle of the room, clearly labeled "Do Not Open.*

Typist: ....so, if the box is opened It's Pandora ALL OVER AGAIN, depending on whether or not Nemesis likes the puppet, their worst fear or their greatest desire/thing they love will pop out. Of course, if it's larger than box-size, it'll probably come out of a ( 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

Here I am! I am Sam.
Do you like green eggs and ham?

*offers up a plate*

Here enters a dark-skinned elf with a /huge/ wide-brimed hat with an even larger feather on top. His clothes are brightly colored (and perhaps slightly blinding) and he wears an eyepatch on his left eye. He has rings on his fingers and dozens of amulets around his neck.

He looks around, takes off his hat to reveal a bald head and bows low. ( Read more... )

Enter a dark-haired goth boy bearing ho-hos. His face is rather angular and his eyes are dark. He is as energetic as a puppy and more foul-mouthed then any sailor.

Hi everyone! I'm Twig. Want a hoho?

Typist: The Guildenstern to Molochai's Rosencrantz is from Lost Souls by Poppy Z. Brite. He bites. Unfortunately.

In the spirit of encouraging more interaction and in the tradition of the auctions of dates with others we've had here is a post for bidding on a 'servant for a day' or, if you prefer, a 'friend for a day'. Either way you get to spend some time with another character here at DF (people you rarely talk to is encouraged for variety!). Once it's ( Read more... )

*walks up, looking at watch*

It certainly is a busy day in Cambridge today--certainly that's on account of the boat race ( Read more... )

Since I haven't caused much of my element lately, I thought I'd do some of the widespread type ( Read more... )

Right. So, uh, this chick with the computer, that puts down everything I say? She just moved back to college. And it seems that she conveniently forgot over the course of the summer that her campus's network has somehow managed to block IRC. So, Marvin and myself (and lady Catherine, though she hasn't actually done anything in several months) ( Read more... )