She is suddenly in the main room, as if she has been there for a long time. Perhaps she has. She is neither strikingly beautiful nor plain, but rather a woman who was likely once beautiful, some years ago. Now she just looks tired and impatient and says, "Whatever it is this time, at least it's new."

Typist: As requested... it's Laurel, the ( Read more... )

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... )

Any day now the Mansion will be blanketed in snow and festooned with icicles, right on schedule; but for the moment, the lawns are still bare, the wind brisk but not bitter, the air bracing. Conveniently, because something seems to be going on ( Read more... )

Only a moment ago, the tall knight had been preparing to mount and ride out in search of glory. --Giants to slay, green (which is to say young and inexperienced - don't worry Gawain) knights to defeat, maidens to rescue, that sort of thing ( Read more... )

[[Remember that poll census that was posted way back when? It turns out, from my calculations, that only 58% of the males here at DF prefer other males at least somewhat, this time around. It was around 69% last time, and I am still very immature. ... However, we had a whopping number of 104 male characters answer the poll, so that was exciting ( Read more... )

In the dark of night, when all good little blonde ninjas should be in bed, she strikes.

In the mansion the next morning, something a bit new shall be noticed; mistletoe now hangs over every entrance to the common room.

At the main door, there is also a note written in large, clumsy letters.


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