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(no subject) [Jul. 17th, 2011|11:04 pm]
Desperate Fans

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Perhaps we'll give the residents of the Mansion a few days to recover from their sudden upheaval -- HA HA, not likely.

Besides, this isn't a simple little demonic trick. This is not the Anthony J. Crowley journal you're looking for (hand wave, Jedi mind trick, etc etc) because all of a sudden, the Mansion has manifested the ability to initiate crackplots by itself. A new step in becoming sentient! The paintings in the Mansion are now unexpectedly cursed, with various effects on your puppets if they look at them for too long.

  • A very simple, hotel-y style painting of a man in a boat: Your old-fashioned, Grade A kiddification!

  • Abstract art of a giant black blob and a red line going through it: They fall in love with the first person they see.

  • A rather disturbing painting of a sad dog that seems to be STARING INTO YOUR SOUL: Your puppet's genre has suddenly changed. (Shakespearean to non-Shakespearean and vice-versa, romance, fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk, mystery - go crazy!)

    Or they can avoid the paintings completely.

    Typist: The old post was at 600 comments. Here's a fresh post so it's not so daunting. :D Enjoy!
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    (no subject) [Jul. 15th, 2011|08:42 pm]
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    The Mansion sits in silence, everything inside it coated in a heavy layer of dust. It's waiting. It's plotting. It had reluctantly released its captives for a while -- back to their native books lands -- but that was only to lull them into a false sense of security. Now it's back with a renewed sense of mischief.

    With a heavy (almost thoughtful) pause, there's a "POP" and one sharp-looking demon suddenly appears in one of the main rooms. He pauses, mid-cigarette.

    "Aziraphale? Aziraphale! I didn't mean to superglue that cat to the--" He stops mid-sentence and glances around. He's wearing very stylish sunglasses, but if you were to take them off, his eyes would be currently widening in recognition. "Oh shit. Oh he-- go-- bugger it all for--"

    There's another pause, as he can't seem to complete sentences, but his bewilderment and dismay slowly saunters vaguely downwards and turns into a smirk. "Well," he says, "might as well, since we're here."

    Crackplot: all of the couches in the room are demon-modded.

  • The red one makes your character think that they are in the happiest moment of their life as they sit on it.
  • The blue one makes them believe that they are in the saddest.
  • The green one turns your character into the opposite gender (or genderless, or whatever you would like, for characters who don't have a set gender).
  • The yellow one gives your character the inverse of their current personality.

    The rest of the couches are safe. Maybe. Possibly. Your puppet can also feel free to ignore all of the couches and just interact regularly. This has all been courtesy of Anthony J Crowley. Enjoy!

    Typist: WOW, HELLO, IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I TYPED DOWN HERE. It's DF reunion times! Feel free to send any and all old DF puppets into this post and have them interact with each other. Just for unity's sake, we'll have the form of commenting be "[statement/whatever they're saying] *ACTION*" as we did in the past.

    Feel free to continue the threads as looooong as you like.

    Also, come join us in #desperatefansooc! There's already a party going on! I'll be there until the wee hours of the morning, at least. Yay!

    ETA: ...that was very successful so far! If you missed it and are wary of wading into three pages of tags, no worries - around the same time tomorrow a new post will be started for the purpose of being less cumbersome. Keep tagging in the current post, join us in chat tomorrow/today, and keep on rocking this RP! :D You're all rockstars! ♥
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    A visit [Jan. 31st, 2010|09:27 pm]
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    He's poking his head in, though the place seems strangely quiet. Still he takes his place in his usual chair by the fireplace and waits, hoping that someone will come along to speak with.
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    socialization post [Dec. 5th, 2009|04:54 pm]
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    Since we haven't had one in a while.

    Khary is actually not responsible for this - at best guess, it's the Mansion. There's a party laid out in the main room - complete with a few balloons and several varieties of alcohol in varying potencies, but there is no one there. The Mansion, it seems, has supplied the materials. Everyone else just has to work out the guests.

    Typist: So yeah, what it says. Post in, post out, post all around. Just a post to get people socializing with acquaintances old or new.
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    She's baaaaack. [Nov. 12th, 2009|10:51 pm]
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    After yet another death, this one rather quicker than some of the alternatives, Melisande is back. And fabulous as ever. The scars seem to have faded a little - perhaps the Mansion making up for matters as it can - and she steps into the Mansion from wherever it was she was spending her time with her usual grace and almost no fear. She seems...recovered. At least on the surface. All poise and possession and, of course, beauty, her dress rich red sweeping along behind her as she moves further into the room.

    She looks around like an empress surveying her domain and finding it wanting, waiting for something to entertain her.

    Of course, the slightest sign of a redhead, an elf, or anything furry will have her bolting for the hills in a moment.

    Say hello! Welcome back, Melisande Shahrizai.
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    Child of fortune, child of sunshine [introduction] [Nov. 11th, 2009|06:34 pm]
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    She heard the shot from a distance off, after she had run away. It shattered the still air with a bang!, and to Ilse, it felt that the universe itself had been shaken. She shuddered, but kept running.

    Later, she would find his brains, "scattered amongst the willows", as she told Martha at the funeral. And she found his gun, too. She hid it in her dress, but showed Martha it briefly. "But don't tell anyone," she said, making Martha swear not to speak of it.

    Now she's walking home (or back to the Priapus Club, she can't remember) from the funeral, her bare feet sinking into the wet earth. Her head is bent down, and she's not really thinking about where she's going, tears falling freely from her face.

    So when she ends up in front of a large mansion, she doesn't really realize where she is, and when she looks up, she thinks that oh, yet again she's drunk too much absinthe, or perhaps she'd been hanging about the opium addicts too much.

    She looks around, obviously curious, and decides to walk up on the porch, reasoning that there's got to be people around somewhere.

    So if anybody finds a sad-looking, bohemian teenager sitting on the steps of the Mansion, don't be alarmed.

    T: so this is Ilse Neumann, from Frank Wedekind's fascinating play Spring's Awakening. Apparently she has a tag already here? So I guess this is a reintroduction, but she doesn't remember being at the Mansion before. Yeah. That makes sense. XD
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    [Open] And she would have him, if only he were there. [Nov. 4th, 2009|01:50 am]
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    [Current Location |common room]
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    [Current Music |Calogero - En apesanteur | Powered by Last.fm]

    There is a timid young French girl, dressed in the typical fashion of the Second Empire, sitting in the common room.  She found, not a trestle but a canvas and a spare one, and she's working on finishing a shirt in what can only be identified as clear colors of silver, white and gray.

    She works with silent dedication, not even singing.  Sometimes her eyes look up to the threshold, hoping to see someone, and come back down again to her work.

    There are people she hasn't seen in a while, some -- in a very, very long time.

    Her mood is melancholy, but Angelique can probably be easily cheered up.

    [So, like it says, open post is open.]
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    Open Post [Oct. 15th, 2009|02:31 pm]
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    [Current Location |the library]
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    It's been a few weeks since Moriarty has been up and about among his fellow Mansion residents. As it happens, today finds him cheerfully wandering around the library, flipping through seemingly random books at an alarming pace. If asked, he would respond that he is attempting to find possible explanation for the divergence between his own history and that of so many other people he has met. 

    In reality, however, he is merely wasting time, and would be perfectly happy to speak to anyone. He really has no qualms about setting down the Necronomicon for a brief chat. 


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    It's really been a while since... [Oct. 5th, 2009|10:54 am]
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    ... since we saw the Merlin. Or, alternatively, since Merlin saw anyone.  His two housemates have been more social than himself, lately, and he's feeling the uncanny desire to see people, meet new people.

    So here's a wizard, smoking a pipe in the chill autumn air, looking at the yellow leaves in the trees and the humid, dying grass on the ground.

    He's not entering the Mansion just yet, but perhaps he will in a moment.

    For now, he's just hanging out, taking long puffs of a clove-scented pipe, and considering his options.

    Lately, he's been feeling tetchy, but he's not quite sure why.

    Open post, feel free to pounce at.

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    eeheeheeheehee (CRACKPLOT!) [Sep. 27th, 2009|05:31 pm]
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    Khary likes to do things just to mess with people. Sitting down on any furniture in the main room, or at the island in the kitchen, will result in a rather sudden and alarming change. Khardeen may not be entirely sure what he was doing - it was more just tweaking things around, playing some games, he probably intended some simple young children (Khary likes children). But what it did do is altogether different.

    Those affected will find themselves the epitome of a high school stereotype best fitting them, from head to toe. Prepare, Mansion, for an influx of teenagers! Khardeen certainly isn't prepared, off somewhere hopefully inconspicuous sipping tea and pretending to have no idea what is going on.

    Typist: ...so yeah. What it says. Have a ball. :D

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