fifth glamour
Jesus Christ, if it's not one thing, it's another.
Does the castle really get off on this?
[Nancy is currently sitting in the lobby, perched cross-legged atop a sofa with her journal in her lap. She likes to people watch, but lately the numbers have been dwindling.
The onslaught of cats was funny at first, until the random hairballs and other feline gifts left behind just grossed her the fuck out. And Lois's loss was amusing, until the bitch started walking around like a wrecking ball.
Don't get her started on that metal thing.
Simply put, she's in a mood, and it's not an entirely pleasant one, either.
To pull her out of this sudden swing of bitchiness she's fallen into and make herself feel better, she's going to randomly toy with the people that pass her by. How? Well, she hasn't decided yet.]
(ooc: Open via journal or in person. Let me know in your tag if it's cool for her to mess with them. She won't harm anyone, mostly just try to freak them out.)
Does the castle really get off on this?
[Nancy is currently sitting in the lobby, perched cross-legged atop a sofa with her journal in her lap. She likes to people watch, but lately the numbers have been dwindling.
The onslaught of cats was funny at first, until the random hairballs and other feline gifts left behind just grossed her the fuck out. And Lois's loss was amusing, until the bitch started walking around like a wrecking ball.
Don't get her started on that metal thing.
Simply put, she's in a mood, and it's not an entirely pleasant one, either.
To pull her out of this sudden swing of bitchiness she's fallen into and make herself feel better, she's going to randomly toy with the people that pass her by. How? Well, she hasn't decided yet.]
(ooc: Open via journal or in person. Let me know in your tag if it's cool for her to mess with them. She won't harm anyone, mostly just try to freak them out.)