There is a man coming up the lawn from the lake, carrying a string of cleaned perch and looking more disgruntled with every step ( Read more... )

Things have been downright dull in the Mansion since the plothole left--except for that extremely entertaining escapade with the apples, nothing has even remotely interested the gentleman with the thistle-down hair ( Read more... )

Locke Lamora is quite a social boy, even if he's not aware of that, and he thrives on human interaction, funnily enough for his career choice. He's feeling quite a bit better physically, if still a bit morbidly depressed over the whole 'it's my fault my friends are dead' thing, but he's well enough to move downstairs with a friendly bottle of wine ( Read more... )

For immortals, diversions are seldom truly new--they merely enter a kind of renaissance. The gentleman with the thistle-down hair has lately rediscovered the joy of sense manipulation, and he is toying with the many forms that it can take ( Read more... )

... fancy a game?

Jaenelle's been up all night, and finally finished in the wee hours of the morning. So now there is an enormous tree in the main room of the Mansion, decorated thus far only with lights, and with an equally enormous heap of gifts under the tree. Each gift is unlabelled until someone comes across it, upon which one of the gifts will take on the form ( Read more... )

Today is not that day ( Read more... )

It's yet another groom-to-be, looking for someone who can perform a wedding. And if there's anyone who can make him a ring he doesn't have to get from the plothole, that would be nice too.

(And if anyone else wants to bother him, Richard is further available for the bothering.)

Oberon is bored and a bored fae is never a good thing. He's tired of everyone else pulling pranks while he sits and does nothing. So he devises his own ( Read more... )

If I could have everyone's attention, please. I'd like to know, who do you hate most and why?

Random opinion poll, of course Paul has his own reasons for it.