[Yes indeed, an entire room filled with anything you could possibly imagine. Raikov was nothing short of ecstatic when he found the place, testing out whips and gags, blindfolds and handcuffs, not to mention a few intricate knives.]

[...and ginger root.[Oh, he was in heaven! Unfortunately, anybody who walked in at any given moment might not be, ( Read more... )

[Welcome to wedding hell ( Read more... )

[Today, Ivan lay crumbled over in the hall, his palms flat against the floor as he stared vacantly down. Even from a distance it was clear tragedy had struck. The fair skinned Russian was looking even whiter today as his coat rested loosely on his shoulders ( Read more... )

Very suddenly, in the afterglow of a warm Thanksgiving dinner (for those of whom are Yankee bastards), the shopping gates of hell open in the Nexus and in spill NPCs until every nook and cranny of hallway is a bustling like a New York subway ( Read more... )

["Kissing Booth". That's what the sign said, but Raikov didn't exactly look enthused. His hands were cuffed to one of the sign's posts, and there was a small piece of paper sticky-noted to the desk that said he needed a certain number of kisses before the Nexus would so-graciously grant him his freedom again ( Read more... )

[All participants, voted out and eaten, find themselves back in the same familiar room, but instead of a television screen there's only a large glass window to another room. Ivan is again in the center of the room (the regular one, not the glass one), but instead of a throne he sits on a simple swivel chair. A couple participants may also notice ( Read more... )

[And here it was, day four. Ivan's naked with only a towel over his butt, laying on his stomach at some kind of massage parlor. Surrounding him are two muscle men in only speedos, massaging his back and shoulders ( Read more... )

[Ivan lays strewn across a large, heart-shaped bed with red canopies. There are candles flickering in the background, and almost out of frame there is about half a foot of dirty dishes on the floor. He's still wearing EVA's pants.]

Okay, Maggots! Time to vote for who to oust. You have until I get bored, so don't waste my time![A beat.] Oh, and don ( Read more... )

[They should be used to Ivan's antics by now, but instead of the usual grandeur, today it was just plain old Ivan, clearly frustrated with his fuzzy TV reception and flickering lights ( Read more... )

[Ivan's a bit disgruntled tonight, but that doesn't stop him from showing off. He's currently decked out in gold jewelry and expensive stones; mostly king-worth rings and a crown that says Ива́н Гро́зный​.]

There was a 3-way tie, so I was forced to roll a dice. Don't make me do that again. [Ivan points towards the poll on the wall.] You have ( Read more... )