Hey there. I'm Andy Evans. I go to Merryweather High, and despite anything you might have heard, I really do know how to treat a girl nice. Want me to prove it?

ETA: Well, if you're all going to be like that, it's not worth sticking around, is it?

Typist: Er. Andy Beast Evans. From Speak. No, he's not nice at all ( Read more... )

( To Alistair )

( Owl to Andromeda Tonks )

EDIT (30/10/2006): This entry contains medical descriptions of a high-impact nature (end of pregnancy), please consider yourself warned ( Read more... )

To the members of Desperatefans:

Having been inspired to do so by one Mlle. Romy, I have decided to start up a dance troupe. Anyone who is interested in gettin' jiggy with it dancing is welcome to join, except for Sorelli, who is unwelcome ( Read more... )

( Letter to Lord Feanaro )

Typist: Dreadfully sorry for taking so long! It was brought to my attention that I should check the community as there was a post... Anyway...

*ahem* Yes... Checking in again. I am pleased to see that people are taking my request to heart as this post was brought to my attention. It seems there are things afoot here that require dealing with most ( Read more... )

( To Romy )

*in an upstairs room of the DF mansion (the room she had taken up residence for the last month and a half) lies the body of Christine Formerly-Daae-Now-Le-Fantome-Was-Soon-To-Be-Daae-Again. Strewn about her is her wedding dress, her finished needlepoint, a few sheets of music that belonged to her husband, and a now-empty glass that contained ( Read more... )

( Letter to Christine le Fantome )