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[stylestream]

Tyla wearing Giuseppe Zanotti sandals at the Pandora Talisman Collection Launch Event on September 8, 2025.

[stylestream]

Barbie Ferreira wearing a Beaufille dress at the Pandora Lab-Grown Diamonds Celebration on September 6, 2023.

[apixellife]

-♥- sass [selene boots]

-♥- sass [selene boots] @ the Pandora Event [20% off for event only] MAY 19 – JUN 10 Includes the following pieces: ♥ knee high boots ♥ materials enabled ♥ texture hud with 20 color options & 3 metal options Compatible with the following bodies: ♥ Legacy ♥ Maitreya ♥ Reborn ♥…

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[pandorauniversity]

Attention Everyone!

For an upcoming event we need each player to pick a number 1-3 for each character they play.  Sent in asks or fanmail would be preferred.  

Note: Each mod has already had their numbers picked at random via Chatzy since they know what the event is.  

[theelegantkingofhell]

Flicker of a flame [Self Para Challenge]

It was bad enough that Lucifer had rolled into town. It was worse that he'd lost his ability to communicate as effectively as he knew he could (stuttering which faded to speechlessness aggravated him and speaking French was barely better). The lights went out and it was starting to feel a little like Hell.

And then, he spotted some unholy looking beast that as far as he aware of looked like a zombie. Someone apparently didn't get the memo that Halloween was over. In his building irritation, he burnt the creature to a crisp, shouting at it in frustration until stuttering words came out and he shut up, melting its face right off in further anger. The city, with a blanket of darkness rolled over it, could hardly be called as such. There didn't seem to be much life (irony aside with the sighting of the zombie) around, and he imagined that the humans were running scared. If only they knew exactly how much they should be. But they were oblivious as ever. He stuck his hands in his pocket and walked for a few more streets before he felt tired of wandering. Crowley hated having to wait around and it was grating on him to have to hope that this would get resolved on its own - he'd tried using some spells but it hadn't gotten any results. For now, he would just have to wait for the tide to ride out. The only thing to do was keep Hell in order as best he could. There was no point being topside for the moment. So he did what the devil did best - he disappeared.

[shikabanexhime]

Toccata Of Madness [Halloween Event featuring Rosary and Makina]

-It was another restless night for Makina Hoshimura, having no desire to sleep or even move from her stationary vigil over things that go bump in the night.  However, she couldn't quite shake this feeling that something was off, like a switch inside of her had been turned on and set her senses on edge.  Usually, Makina felt that way when forcibly calling upon the Rune from her contracted monk.  The answer came immediately from below.-

"No way..."

-Moans began filling in from the alleyways of the houses below, and the sound grew louder with each passing moment.  It looks like someone was dabbling in things better left alone.  For it didn't matter to Makina if it was slugs or zombies; the fact they were once alive lumped them right into the category of Shikabane.  And it was up to her to destroy them.-

-Leaping below to the swarm, Makina reached for her firearms, holding them out in a makeshift cross.-

"Time to send you back to the hell you came from!"

-Little did Makina realize, or would if she had a mirror handy, that the Goddess had decided to play an interesting trick on her, not to mention on many others.  For now, she had a swarm of dead bodies to impede the movements of, and she began to fire in a semi-circle as they closed down upon her.-

[hottempered-bartender-blog]

But I just got here || Pandora event

四面楚歌 (Shimen soka) Literally: Chu songs on all sides This means: Defeat is clear; Situation is desperate beyond hope.

The blonde bartender unpacks his belongings, a crippled cigarette clamped between his teeth. He wasn't sure if you were allowed to smoke in the dorm but he sure as hell didn't care. Since the moment he got here, a gut churning pinch had been poking ruthlessly at him, he had simply shrugged it off but today it was worse, and had climbed up to his throat.

He sat at the edge of the bed, elbows rested on his knees as his head hung.

Tick - tock - tick - tock - ti--

A loud clash, and his fist embedded in the drawer, on what used to be a clock. He desperately searched for his pain killers, but then halted in mid-search; the hand in which he used to obliterate the clock was bleeding, and that glistening carmine substance was what his gut was yearning for.

He quickly bandaged it up, slipped on a button up and bolted out the door as he lit a new cigarette. Today would be like any other day to him, where as usual, he disturbed the peace in town rather than protecting it.

                      ⚏ I hate violence.

He mumbles to himself as he rips off a generator from its core and flings it out aimlessly, repeating so with other heavy machinery and objects; anything to provoke a willing opponent.

[murasaki-hato-blog]

血汐 || Pandora event

晴天の霹靂 (Seiten no heki-reki) Literally: Thunderclap from a clear sky. 

This means: A bolt from the blue. / A complete surprise. 

The violet hued eyes pondered around the room, every color and corner of every object seeming to irritate him greatly-- Until his eyes laid upon the small red flowers bundled up and practically hiding between the bouquet of lilacs and orchids.

With a profound respire he stood and approached the sink of his bathroom and desperately splashed water onto his face. An eager heartbeat escalates in his chest as he rises his head and stares into the mirror; a monochromatic image of himself reflecting.

Anxiously, he dressed himself in his black Ronin kimono in which had not been touched in ages. He grabbed pins and swiftly tied his hair into a neat bun, then pierced two hair sticks between, making an X. He reached for his katana and strapped it to his side, and glanced at the floors once more.

Grey lilacs and orchids contrasting violently against the tiny carmine flowers.

With a quick step, he threw open his door, looked around the empty hallways, and headed out to seek what he desired:

blood.