Ganymede has found his way (to his great delight) up a tree. He's really quite high up there, all but hidden by the branches, but if one happens to be looking, they'll likely see him. And once they do, Ganymede shall certainly encourage that person to climb up and join him.

And if they don't notice him-- well, then he'll probably drop something on

Inspired by Set's being completely flat-out rejected by Ashley Raventon, Set's decided that the sexual tendencies of the community need to be shuffled around. So throughout the mansion there is a hot, dry, desert wind, blowing into each little nook and cranny to find out victims ( Read more... )

I'd like to let the community know that my son, Isildur, and I have finished our house. We're inviting anyone who wants to come by to visit or wish us well. There will be refreshments and entertainment (if you don't mind me singing that is).

All are welcome!

typist: Technically open to all, but we'd appreciate no trouble-makers, since this is ( Read more... )

Arthur walks in, wearing an apron over his bathrobe, and sets a plate of roast beef sandwiches down on a table. Nearby are some cheese or vegetable ones, for those who don't eat meat. He's decided to take Dirk's advice and make sandwiches for everyone, mostly because he's bored. In front of the plates there is a small sign that reads 'These are ( Read more... )

*wanders into the mansion*

*is wearing a pair of moccasins...and nothing else*

Typist: If there are rules against nudity in the mansion, I'll take this down immediately. But this is, after all, canon and I'll not be using icons any more graphic than my current one.

*Enter Nan King, a young woman in her early twenties, dressed in a rather fine suit and shirt. She raises an eyebrow and takes off her hat, looking amused*

'Lo, there. I'm Nan King. *she pauses, then, and adds, softly* Is there a Miss Kitty Butler here?

Typist: Nan, from Tipping the Velvet. I blame Anna. XD

A man of undetermined age, his face worn beyond his years with indecision, looks around slowly as he enters. He speaks not, but he appears to be thinking hard:
And indeed there will be time ( Read more... )

Well! I shall be pleased to welcome anyone who wishes to come to Netherfield, for that's where the dance is being held. *smiles and gestures to the front door* There is food inside, along with plenty of room for dancing and an orchestra. I certainly hope you will all enjoy yourselves very much.

desperatefans is at war with desperatescreen.

desperatefans has always been at war with desperatescreen.

The Party wholeheartedly supports desperatefans and her allies at deadmentalking. Goldstein is at work here, comrades, and he must be stopped.

As she did the day of her arrival, General Jinjur strides in and assumes a position somewhere near the center of the mansion, where she will be certain to be seen. Her hair falls loose over her shoulders because the sharp, silver knitting needles that held it in its knot are clasped in her fist. She lifts her chin, and speaks in a tone of absolute ( Read more... )