As some of you may be aware, a 'dark' creature known as a dementor recently took up residence with my typist's mind. She was quite wrong to permit it, and has been lately unable to restrain him without asking, grudgingly, for my assistance. As a price for my help, I asked to be allowed out into the community, which she has barred me from doing ( Read more... )

*'Oceania, 'tis of thee' plays and then fades out*

Big Brother is everywhere. Big Brother knows. Big Brother provides.

*cold, unsmiling look* I expect to see everyone here at the Two Minutes Hate.

Hello, Winston. We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

[Typist: O'Brien, of 1984 fame. Infamy. Something like that.]]

Well... hello ( Read more... )

Hello. My name is Timothy. Mother called me her foundling. I did not come to the family, though A Thousand Times Great Grandmère once said that I was called to them. The house called, after all, every one of them, of us. If you belonged, you need only listen, and it called and you could follow it home ( Read more... )

*enters cautiously and curtsies* Greetings to all of you, I am Cinderella. It is wonderful to meet all of you. I've heard that someone I know is here...a Prince Charming. If you know him...please don't tell him I'm here, I can't stand that self-centered, egotisical, narcissistic... *takes a deep breath* Yes, that happily ever after line...don' ( Read more... )

*rides in on his chariot, heralded by earthquakes and a tidal wave or two*

Greetings to you, mortals, immortals, and equines. I am Poseidon, Earthshaker and Lord of the Seas.

I see my siblings and many others of my ilk are here. *waves with his trident* I'd've been here sooner, but I don't come up for air much.

[typist]*shyly waves* Hades and ( Read more... )

*wide, toothy smile* Hello there. I am Mr. Vandemar, the other half of the team that Mr. Croup and I form. *idly picks his teeth with a knife*

I see Mr. Croup is already here. Well, good. We'll be sure to... try and liven things up around here. Yes. Hopefully we can figure out how to get rid of these... "typists."

Typist: *edits sheepishly* Oh, ( Read more... )

Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. You may address me as Mister Croup, one half of the finest set of cutthroats in all of space and time ( Read more... )