1 The Music Room:

A large and airy space, dominated by tall windows on two sides, all shrouded by the tattered scraps of velvet drapes. Cobwebs abound over everything, yet fail to conceal the once-bright grandeur of the instruments carefully arranged around the room. Faded rugs, once lavish, are scattered across the wooden floor. A Grand piano sits at the center, kept company by a graceful harp of rich mahogany whose strings still gently hum in the slightest of breezes, and the curvaceous figure of a cello leaning against its stand like a waiting femme-fatale. A dusty music stand commands the scene like a waiting conductor, its sheet music covered with dust and the captured notes of a forgotten symphony...

--TwoDragons

2 (by the way, your comment filter is retarded. I tried to put in the word d r a p e s and it took off the D and the R on the word and gave me the internet equivalent of an offended look!

Curtains just doesn't work as well...*sigh*

--TwoDragons

3 The joys of a communal filtering system. I fixed it for you from behind the... curtain. *snicker*

4 Thanks, Ted! Your humor may elicit groans, but let no-one say you don't have a heart of gold! ;-)

--TwoDragons

5 The Library:

The large globe dominates the room -- sitting just beside a leather reading chair.
The outside wall is mostly window, and the whispy white curtains flutter gently from the gentle breeze coming through the opened portion of the vertical window sections as the sound of the rustling of leaves on branches fades in and out.

While the remaining walla are obscured by bookcases, the wall on the right is a swinging door bookcase that is teetering, half-openned, like a slow pendulum as if it were just passed through and has yet to settle.

In the far left corner of the room is a stuffed tiger in a pouncing position. Eyes focused, pupils dialated, claws extended, mouth agape with fangs forward and it's looking straight at the doorway where we stand.

In the near right corner of the room (diagonally across from the stuffed tiger) is a stuffed child posed with a slingshot aimed at the tiger.

There's a TV on with a DVD playing that's stuck in a continuous loop of Woody Woodpecker laughing maniacly.

The room smells like sawdust and cocoa puffs.

6 I love haunted houses! I could live in one all year long.
buwahahahahaha

all my ideas are being censored. it says comment submission error; questionable content

i was just talking about witches and mummies..

7 Aargh! Someone is being a little too aggresive with our comment filters to fight spam. Witches and mummies should definitely be allowed!!! Ooooo, that gives me another room idea...

8 The Rat Room: It's filled with rats, and everything is chewed up. Anyone who walks into it gets pee'd on if they don't feed the rats.

9 It's just a cupboard... containing a box of Grenadier Cigars, a Steam Piano, and a silver-plated rabbit trap.