So one of the mansion's infamous little acts has taken place once again, playing with the canaries in this little cage as a puppeteer does with its puppet. Perhaps the mansion's residents are not much more than mere marionettes -- puppets after all.

[ooc; Kuja has been...somewhere...>>;]

We are the audience of yet another play, it seems.

But, vampires? Would anyone care to explain what kind of creature a 'vampire' is?

[ooc; no vampires in FFIX]

So the curtain has fallen once again...

( Private // unhackable )

So this is the second act. The stage had transformed into something rusty and bloody. Yet, this...room is an odd plot-twist. What is its purpose? Its meaning? I...do not like it...

Is that...a confession booth? Is this the role we are meant to perform?

.........

...Garland?!

You...

No! Leave me alone!

( [details] )

Room 302 is open, whatever within has been uncaged as no strings or locks are holding it.

The stage is transforming. The sound of church bells and sirens...it appears to be ready of the second act. A main act, most likely.

Some time ago, the mansion had been the stage of a play, a rather horrific one. The 21 Sacraments. But the curtain had fallen, the plot had failed. Yet, as matters stand now, will there be an encore ( Read more... )

Well...

This is most certainly an...awkward plot development. If not a slightly irritating one.

[ooc; Kuja shrunk at least 1 foot.]

So we are having an encore? I suppose it is human nature to repeat acts performed in the past, wrong or not, as we are the audience of yet another killing spree ( Read more... )

It seems even supposed 'deities' cannot escape Wonderland, as they are making their grand entrance on this little stage. How...peculiar.

( Private, unhackable )

I feel...nothing. I'm empty. Isn't that incredibly odd?

I suppose this is the mansion's new act.