Samuel Spade is, improbably enough, set up in one of the rooms just off of the Mansion's main room, with an easel and a paintbrush and a French fan-maker, looking for a subject to paint. Feel free to bother, mock or assist him.

T: A joint post with Gabrielle Durand. Beware of lagging three-way conversations, but feel free to come play.

Where there was no-one before, there is a man. Falling to the floor grasping his wand, eyes shut as he hits the ground.

Climbing back to his feet in an instant, he starts to call out another spell, but his enemy has disappeared. Whirling around, he looks for any clues. "Come out and fight, you cowards..." He looks a bit the worse for wear, battle- ( Read more... )

A charmed letter is pinned to the noticeboard as follows:

ATTENTION ALL

I require to see each and every one of you in person to speak of important matters - especially the female occupants of the mansion. This is in regards to your own safety and well-being.

Simply say the words: 'I am ready' out aloud and I will come to you here ( Read more... )

A little boy, no more than eleven or so, enters the mansion. He is dressed like a proper English schoolboy from the turn of the century, in short trousers and long stockings, with a cap on his head. He looks vaguely lost but it doesn't seem to worry him very much. There is something faintly otherworldly about him and his blue-grey eyes seem to see ( Read more... )

Inspired by this, Gideon has had an idea of his own. It's not that he's never pulled a prank before, it's that's he'es never done one without his brother or this particular one.

Whenever anyone crosses through the door from the kitchen to the main room or the outside door to the front porch, they will discover their underwear switched with whomever ( Read more... )

Freyja is a bored goddess. This is never a good thing. There seems to be an inordinate amount of moping going on which is not cool by her book. So she has started a crackplot. Of course, she doesn't know it's a crackplot. She just thinks she's helping these poor, unfortunate mortals have some fun ( Read more... )

His entrance is very understated -- it's obvious he doesn't want to be noticed, but knowing the various inhabitants here, he probably will be. At any rate, Alan Campbell enters the mansion -- trying to stay in the shadows and heading upstairs to his rooms. He is, of course, welcome to be bothered or stopped.

With dark red hair and stunning green eyes she is unmistakable. Lily Potter moves into the Mansion with Charlotte at her hip and her lips pursed into a careful line. She straightens and gives the place a once-over, searching for someone apparently.

"Was I missed?" She smiles, widely and she shifts her daughter to her side.

Typist: Lily Potter ( ( Read more... )

It was a night of getting drunk and pulling pranks. James hadn't had that much fun in ages, and he'd managed to convince John and Balthazar to join in, because getting drunk with other people is fun, but getting drunk by yourself kind of makes everything that much sadder. (He'd had plenty of those sorts of nights in the past, and they almost never ( Read more... )

If one looks into the gardens this time of day, one may see a woman there. She's only just a woman, come twenty years, and has a loveliness that is granted her by her youth: when she becomes older, she will no longer be so fair to look at. Someday she may not be fair at all ( Read more... )