How'm I doing with Dlanor? If I'm doing it wrong, please drop a note here. I'm a big girl, I can take criticism, and I really appreciate feedback, so feel free to be as blunt and honest as you'd like. Anon commenting and comment screening is ON, while IP logging is OFF, just in case you'd like to leave an anonymous tip ( Read more... )

[Private to 341 Brady Lane]

[Dlanor is fighting a turkey. She's got it in a death grip with her gauntleted hand and a knife in the other, but it's still putting up a good fight; it slips out of her hand after a few moments, and she chases after it.]

I will not allow an impossibility like you to exist! Cornelia, don't let the other sneak up on you ( Read more... )

[Despite her previous mentally scarring experience with Mayfield's candy on Valentine's Day, Dlanor found she was ultimately unable to resist taking just one piece of candy corn and eating it ( Read more... )

[Today, you can find Dlanor in the general store. Ever the hard worker, she's reading over a large folder of notes while she walks, but it's clear she's intent on getting to a certain aisle. Once she gets there, she snaps the folder shut and surveys the types of hard candy before her ( Read more... )

...I had hoped to leave the board, rather than simply be shuffled between two games. How long have I been gone?

[If you happen to be in the vicinity of Brady Lane, you may encounter one Dlanor A. Knox. Those who don't know her will probably think nothing of her, but those familiar with the diminutive archbishop may be in for a surprise. First of all, she's wearing an obnoxiously yellow sundress instead of her intimidating uniform, and there's also the fact ( Read more... )

[Recently, Dlanor has been understandably pissed off after the broadcast. It's been on her mind all day. She doesn't believe Ivan3 for a second, and instead of worrying about what's going to happen in the future, she's determined to figure out the whys and hows of this whole situation ( Read more... )

[Dlanor is following Erika around, as usual. However, their conversation is anything but normal.]

Miss Erika, I have the information you requested. I've organized it into three -

Dlanor, the group project isn't due for another two weeks! You're so responsible.

...Miss Erika?

I don't suppose you could do my share of the project too? Hahahaha! ( Read more... )

[Dlanor is walking around town, a notepad in one hand. She makes clanking noises as she walks because she has recently acquired her BFG (Big Fucking Gauntlet). At first glance, there's nothing out of the ordinary ( Read more... )

...I believe I have discovered a reasonable excuse to cut phone lines outside of a murder mystery.

[She won't actually cut them. But the thought has occurred to her.]