Right. Let's keep this simple.

Who's of noble blood in this place?

I heard tell that some of you are in dire need of a drink. So here I am, your friendly neighborhood bartender, willing to help. *spreads his hands, smiling* Bar's open, folks.

Typist: For the pups in need of alcohol, John is here to provide. Have fun!

Poll Malfoy vs Weasley

I'll be fair and won't comment on my pathetic competition. The question is simple enough, eh? So vote already!

In an area just a bit off one of the more often trod paths to and from the mansion are four people. Their robes are black, their faces covered. The four of them are all seasoned killers -- _r_lestrange, chorus_of_bells, sly_dolohov, and dark_imperio. Things have gotten a bit too bland for them and they're out of sight, waiting for some helpless, unsuspecting victim to happen upon the path. They're ( Read more... )

Again he's tried an experimental potion that merely wafts into the air of the mansion as everybody is now too savvy to eat or drink anything left lying around ( Read more... )

The big night had finally arrived. The Masion's small theatre was packed to capacity, people standing in the aisles to get a view of the stage. It was almost time for the curtain to rise for this once-in-a-lifetime performance ( Read more... )

As I wish to know whom or what I am speaking to at any given time I ask each and every one of you to please fill out this survey.

Also, if you are of nobility, do comment as well so I know who to properly address as such.

Thank you for your co-operation - and your honesty.

~ Sir Wolfram von Bielefeld. ~

Poll

Epimetheus doesn't even realise that what he's doing is technically a crackplot. All he knows is that it involves glitter. A lot of glitter ( Read more... )

A little more than a year ago, we had a poll census in the community to see what everybody's sexual preferences were. It can be found here. It was discovered that 69% of all male puppets preferred other males. (*immature snicker*) And then it was brought to my attention last night that we should re-do the census, because the other one's pretty ( Read more... )

*quietly looks up from his bench, where he is cutting leather into a soft shape, making ready a good pair of shoes (perhaps for Alice, perhaps for some other little girl)*

Why do you not all see God alike? I do not understand--tell me.