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[14 Apr 2023|01:06am] |
Well, I don't suppose the silence means there is no news to be had of any one.
How do you fare, fair underlings fellow creatures?
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[20 Nov 2018|03:24pm] |
The weather has finally broken. All you bored people who are out of sorts and feeling the itch of cabin fever, let's go out and play. I've been waiting for a chance to race you all.
We should also have some three-on-three quidditch since I don't think we can get a full fourteen out of the guests here. Who wants to captain?
[Hero]Uncle Faustian is in hot water now and don't you know Uncle Horace is enjoying it.
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[14 Nov 2018|09:52pm] |
I find myself scouring the Prophet each morning, waiting to hear about any other families struck by overnight robbery. One wonders if it's some sort of intrepid romantic Robin Hood taking it upon themselves to redistribute assets. Any fears that any of you will be next?
[ELECTRA]
On a scale of 1-10, how furious is your uncle?
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[14 Nov 2018|11:53am] |
I'm sore about my blackjack losses, so the casino and I are taking a break. Let's play Fuck, Marry, Kill instead.
I'll start you off with the halfblood edition: Lockhart, Skeeter, Vanity.
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[11 Nov 2018|02:27pm] |
For those of us who don't care to spend our money in the casino in more than passing, what shall we do until the rain lets up? I enjoy reading in the house and the greenhouse, but I'm getting desperate for exercise.
[Romance readers]All right, ladies, fess up. Someone has to have dressed Barrett Fay as Captain Moonlight. Whichever of you it is, you did a fantastic job! And if it wasn't one of you lot, we need to find who it is and tell them to share their books with us! [If Sid knows you read romances, you're in this ward. She is actively lending out her books so she's keeping an eye out for who's borrowing and who else she sees with them. Cyn and Ros for sure, others at player decision.]
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[06 Nov 2018|07:10am] |
I have some terrible news, friends. No longer can the wine cellar be raided of its outstanding contents to console us that the weather is hardly cooperating with a pleasure jaunt.
The good news is that an entire bloody casino is there instead. And they'll bring you as much liquor as you like while you gamble away the family fortune.
Not that I did. I don't want one of Corban's letters. Hard to play cards with burnt hands, or so I've heard.
But, Merlin, is it tempting. If anyone would care to play the role of my conscience this afternoon, I'll be downstairs.
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[05 Nov 2018|02:36pm] |
My apologies to the gentlemen of the Estate, but I have found the man for my life and he's golden haired, affectionate and has the most beguiling set of eyes on the planet.
( wave wand for photograph )
Granted, I am going to make enquiries around the village to see if anyone's missing this delightful fellow, but we'll see.
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[24 Oct 2018|09:11pm] |
When is the Halloween party where we don't have to be forced to wear a costume picked by someone else? I'm thinking something especially revealing. I've really been working on my arse and I just want the world to appreciate it.
Plus, I think the masquerade ball might be the night Fawley eats us. Toned arse included.
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