Your home is a The Palace – but you call it Headquarters Your kitchen is someplace you never go, because you "have minions for that." There's a Chocolatessin, a word you made up yourself, but that is beginning to catch on among your wealthy neighbors. Your master bedroom is the size of a small barn, some areas have carpet thick enough to reach your ankles. Your study has hardback editions of every classic ever written, plus a special edition of Dancing Through the Dimensions with the parts you ghost-authored highlighted. One of your garages holds your collection of upmarket transport and teleportation aids - next to the stable for magical beasts; this area is measured in acreage.
Your home also includes a guest wing and private quarters for your servants, etc. Your guests enjoy your home theater with 137 different channels and the live-action options – and the thrones you watch it from. Outside is your hedge maze and gardens, meticulously tended by a team of world-class botanists.
And, you sometimes have a pet – she’ll tend to stay longer than the average guest…
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