Lord Il Palazzo was born in the year 2010. He stole a time machine and came back to 2007 to escape the shame of his heritage – in 2007, nobody yet knows that his mother is Paris Hilton. (He also hopes to discover who his father is).
Monstre strangled Cecil and Slug to death with piano wire just five minutes ago, and I saw him do it!
Elendil’s Heir saw Monstre do it because she hired him to and wanted to be sure that the job was done right.
Lord Il Palazzo took his name because he thought it was a classier Italian restaurant sounding anagram of the Italian restaurant he actually frequents, Oral Doll Pizza.
Sampiro always asks for extra plastic bags at the grocery store because he takes them home, cuts them into strips and crochets blankets from them.
SnakesCatLady keeps her youthful looks by bathing in the blood of puppies.
Manatee can recite, on request, any of Shakespeare’s sonnets. Unfortunately, after the third drink he insists on telling every stranger in the bar about his unique accomplishment, and no-one has ever found out how to shut him up, short of a mallet.
When provoked, Malacandra has been know to spit streams of venom over 10 yards with uncanny accuracy.
Lord Il Palazzo is secretly plotting to destabilise all the world’s major economies by flooding the markets with gold extracted from seawater. Although he can’t profit by such an event, the lure of doing it just because he can is irresistible.
Strangely, his only personal vice is chain-smoking nine-inch Havana cigars while cackling like a loon.
Malacandra collects the lint from his navel and sells in on e-bay. For a tidy sum, I must add.
SnakesCatLady has the world’s largest collection of toe socks which she wears with flipflops.
swampbear bears a striking resemblance to the latest line of inflatable pleasure sheep.
Shecky is inordinately fond of the latest line of inflatable pleasure sheep and has been followin’ me around like a lovesick puppy.
swampbear composes witty anagrams in Serbo-Croat and maintains a website of them. He is always eager for new submissions, too.
Malacandra will not rest until the Macarena is declared the national dance of his/her country.
swampbear is one of Los Del Río.
Nava aspires to be a reknowned sculptor. Her favorite mediums are marshmallow fluff and dryer lint.
Swampbear collects his ear and nasal hair with the intention of spinning it into enough “wool” to knit himself a pair of lurid pink toe socks.
ScarieFaerie has visited the bottom of the Marianas Trench. Once. In 1960. For 20 minutes.
Malacandra is on a personal quest to add three additional days to the month of February so that February will no longer feel inadequate for being a short month.