

Darlin Dearie
@gullibleColumnist
Hired at the Felt Manor as the Doormaid, known as well under Vilegirl. "I will love you until my blood evaporates."
READ ALL ABOUT IT —- [ An anonymous stranger quieries: "Imagine you're skydiving with a Christian baby. Suddenly the baby tells you he won't open his parachute until you renounce atheism and accept Jesus as your lord and savior. What would you do?" Is this some sorta human religion? I don't really know what Christianity is. Or Jesus. I'm not really a kisa who believes in religion, 'course I believe in ghosts and spirits but religion itself... I mean. It's a raskazz. Whatever you've written will not be exactly accurate. Lewdies change the text to fit what they want. There's dozens of branches who accept the Mirthful Messiahs, yet many of them are not one in the same--and their faith differs so much than another does. Many colours are not the same. Ah, I'm getting ahead of myself. I suppose if I'm skydiving- I'd simply open a door and leave the baby. Clearly this creature is intelligent enough to save itself with their chute, and if they have faith... they they should have *fear* is too. As fear is what leads to faith. ]
READ ALL ABOUT IT —- [ @gadaboutTrickster queiries: "What's a story you LOVED as a grub?" Now this'll sound real strange for a grub like me to be reading. But I always liked The Etranger by renowned goldkrovvy Albert Kameus. The excerpt where the other lowkrovvy shopkeeper realizes that the legislacerators, the jury and even the fellow lowkrovvies were never going to perceive Outsider Erusault as anything but guilty is a damning reality most lowkrovvies face when dealing with Alternia's justice system. The moment you walk through that door, the world is against you. And there's nothing anyone will do, no one will afford you mercy, no one will pity you. Especially if you're not 'normal' by Alternian standards. A shame they culled Albert Kameus for this novel not only half a sweep after he released it. ]
READ ALL ABOUT IT —- [ An anonymous lewdie has queried: "What was it like running the Masquerade?" Stressful? I mean, it was hard. It's not as simple as it looks. You gotta make sure everything runs smoothly, keep a glazz on every lewdie who comes in, rules can't be broken... in an event that big it's hard to keep track of even one lewdie. The set-up and build-up as well, it felt more like a challenge to myself to keep creating a poster to advertise it until the final light. But I had *fun*, the only reason I hosted was because... it was fun. I didn't want to be important, nor did I wanna steal a show. As much of a show-stopper darling I am, kehhe. I wanted others to have a place to have fun. I saw quite a few relationships blossom there, the first raz and the last. End of the light, who doesn't love an unlikely friendship or quadrant? Only connected together through masks and secrets and lies. It's ... romantic, isn't it? Ah... Anyways. Gist of it was running the whole thing was scary, difficult. I don't even have any tips. Maybe have someone else help you run it, 'cause most of the raz I was running the whole show alone. And whew, I paid dearly for that. Turns out it's real damn hard to basically pull yourself apart to make sure no one's cullin each other. ]
READ ALL ABOUT IT —- [ I encountered a rustkrovvy recently who seems very very in the belief that what she does is 'magic'. Which... it is? But it's stage magic... I mean, it's impressive stage magic. She pulled out a troll's pusher from a hat and the audience member that she stole the pusher from fell over dead. But- my point is, I don't messel that it's actual magic from a mage. ]














