*Enter a man in the very beginnings of middle age -- he's a bit dirty, and a bit thin (though his face is naturally pointed, it's a bit moreso), but he manages to look ridiculously good even so. This certainly isn't where he was expecting to be, so he'll pause for a moment, and then inquire, in a soft drawl--*

Where am I? Where are my wife and ( Read more... )

She is a poised woman of indeterminate age. Very neat in her clothing, and with a friendly manner. She arrives through the front door, like most residents, but it is clear that she is a new arrival when she blinks and pauses upon seeing her surroundings. She remains calm, however, and calls out

"Ted? Nymphadora?"

When no reply is immediately ( Read more... )

And here we have a Narcissa, holding a baby and looking very confused. She knows it's her baby, but doesn't know how the baby came to be, or whose it even is ( Read more... )

Have you been brought up with a certain belief structure and has that attitude been changed by being here at this place, seeing other's points of view and witnessing other things ( Read more... )

Typist: Mrr. I can't think of any other way, and we've been discussing having this happen for a long time, so -- *typistmods all the evil characters (typist-willing, of course; and it's up to the typist to judge whether the character is evil enough or not) into the same room*. Tada! Pretend it's just a glitch in the Mansion. Or something. The ( Read more... )

A small card of parchment, prominently placed.


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*glances about and slowly smiles* *however, this is not what one would consider a normal smile; there's definitely something creepy and not-quite-right about it*

Hello, friends. I have returned after a ... *pauses and smirks* short leave of absence. I'm sure I was greatly missed by all.

Typist: I believe that Barty has been inactive for a ( Read more... )

Hello again... I am sorry for being gone for so long...my typist had a bit of a breakdown...Blame it on his bipolar...he kinda went on a high and spent a ton of money on a credit card, then went camping, and stayed up for I have no idea how many days...then he uh...crashed...He's just now (in the past few days) getting back to normal. Apparently ( Read more... )

( To Mephistopheles )

Who called for me?

Is there any here who sought my service? I will give you servitude, pleasures, power, wealth, and anything beside you could desire, if you can pay the price.

Typist: For your pleasure, here is Mephistopheles. And many apologies if this posts twice: he's affecting my computer already.