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route_10652010-12-19 06:47 pm
foolishwren) wrote in route_10652010-12-19 06:47 pm
Entry tags:
- artemis fowl ii | artemis fowl,
- cocona bartel | ar tonelico 2,
- dahlia hawthorne | ace attorney,
- envy | fullmetal alchemist,
- hayate ayasaki | combat butler,
- heather mason | silent hill,
- kaito kuroba | detective conan,
- kay faraday | ace attorney,
- ken amada | persona 3,
- machi tobaye | ace attorney,
- miguel | road to el dorado,
- miles edgeworth | ace attorney,
- phoenix wright | ace attorney,
- rika furude | higurashi,
- roxas | kingdom hearts,
- ryner lute | legendary heroes,
- shelly de killer | ace attorney,
- teddie | persona 4,
- tulio | road to el dorado
Cue sax of the yackety variety.
Who: Anyone in the Goldenrod Hotel
Where: The Goldenrod City Hotel
When: Starting at 5:00 PM on December 19th and ending at 4:00 AM on December 20th.
Summary: POWER OUTAGE IN THE GOLDENROD CITY HOTEL. See here for details!
Rating: Probably PG to PG-13.
Log:
A pair of deep, enormous red eyes sat in front of the receptionist and stared, intensely.
The receptionist pursed her lips and frowned, staring back through a pair of horn-rimmed glasses.
Claudy's enormously fluffy feet were reflected neatly on the glossy countertop, as were the wickedly-sharp talons that stuck out of them.
Those were the main things keeping the unfortunate receptionist on duty from shooing the owl Pokemon, although the beak wasn't much of an incentive, either.
"Um... young lady," she said hesitantly, trying to lean around the large bird, her chair creaking. "The lobby is intended to be a space for EVERYBODY..."
"And it still IS a space for everybody," Heather said, unloading a shoulderful of soft, folded blankets onto one of the lobby's sofas and dusting her hands off. Several other blankets had already been partially tied up over the back of the couch and stretched out to attach at the corners to rows of chairs that were painstakingly arranged in aesthetically-pleasing, tunnel-wall-like patterns. There were also the beginnings of several pillow-built barricades, and even some large cardboard boxes standing by on reserve, should the pillows run out before construction was complete. "It's just a COOLER space for everybody."
The receptionist's frown grew and she sighed, rubbing her temples and trying to ignore the Noctowl's unblinking stare. She was fairly certain that it had been placed there SOLELY to distract her from stopping the construction of 'New Lobby'-- and it was doing a fairly good job.
Why did the difficult visitors ALWAYS come downstairs while SHE was on desk duty?
Meanwhile, the wind howled outside, piling snow against the glass doors to the outside and plastering against the windows-- not that there was much to see out there, besides flying snow. It blotted out even the rest of the city's lights, which normally lit up the plaza outside like daylight even after dusk.
"Miss, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to take all that down," she said for the fifth time in the past half-hour, and as usual, she was completely ignored as the scruffy blond girl tied a few more blankets up (with some difficulty due to her bandaged hands).
Biting her lip, she started to stand up.
Maybe if she just went over and started... taking all the blankets down herself--
And then suddenly, there was a low mooooooan of electricity deciding spontaneously that life wasn't worth it anymore and turning itself off.
The lights went out.
Silence reigned in the lobby.
.... for about five seconds.
"Oh my goodness..."
"WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED--"
"/OLD WOMAN OWL SCREAM"
[Feel free to make your own threads! They can be down in the lobby, they can be up in the rooms, they can be anywhere! Is your character in the bathroom plucking their eyebrows when the lights go out? WE WANNA HEAR ABOUT IT, SO GO FOR IT. Are they falling down the stairs? POST THAT SHIT.]
[Threadhopping/jacking is totally encouraged, so TAG AROUND TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT, MY DUDES. If your own thread isn't getting replies right away, go ahead and jump in somewhere else! Look out for other characters in the same areas as yours-- lobby, hallways, staircases, etc! Have fun!]
Where: The Goldenrod City Hotel
When: Starting at 5:00 PM on December 19th and ending at 4:00 AM on December 20th.
Summary: POWER OUTAGE IN THE GOLDENROD CITY HOTEL. See here for details!
Rating: Probably PG to PG-13.
Log:
A pair of deep, enormous red eyes sat in front of the receptionist and stared, intensely.
The receptionist pursed her lips and frowned, staring back through a pair of horn-rimmed glasses.
Claudy's enormously fluffy feet were reflected neatly on the glossy countertop, as were the wickedly-sharp talons that stuck out of them.
Those were the main things keeping the unfortunate receptionist on duty from shooing the owl Pokemon, although the beak wasn't much of an incentive, either.
"Um... young lady," she said hesitantly, trying to lean around the large bird, her chair creaking. "The lobby is intended to be a space for EVERYBODY..."
"And it still IS a space for everybody," Heather said, unloading a shoulderful of soft, folded blankets onto one of the lobby's sofas and dusting her hands off. Several other blankets had already been partially tied up over the back of the couch and stretched out to attach at the corners to rows of chairs that were painstakingly arranged in aesthetically-pleasing, tunnel-wall-like patterns. There were also the beginnings of several pillow-built barricades, and even some large cardboard boxes standing by on reserve, should the pillows run out before construction was complete. "It's just a COOLER space for everybody."
The receptionist's frown grew and she sighed, rubbing her temples and trying to ignore the Noctowl's unblinking stare. She was fairly certain that it had been placed there SOLELY to distract her from stopping the construction of 'New Lobby'-- and it was doing a fairly good job.
Why did the difficult visitors ALWAYS come downstairs while SHE was on desk duty?
Meanwhile, the wind howled outside, piling snow against the glass doors to the outside and plastering against the windows-- not that there was much to see out there, besides flying snow. It blotted out even the rest of the city's lights, which normally lit up the plaza outside like daylight even after dusk.
"Miss, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to take all that down," she said for the fifth time in the past half-hour, and as usual, she was completely ignored as the scruffy blond girl tied a few more blankets up (with some difficulty due to her bandaged hands).
Biting her lip, she started to stand up.
Maybe if she just went over and started... taking all the blankets down herself--
And then suddenly, there was a low mooooooan of electricity deciding spontaneously that life wasn't worth it anymore and turning itself off.
The lights went out.
Silence reigned in the lobby.
.... for about five seconds.
"Oh my goodness..."
"WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED--"
"/OLD WOMAN OWL SCREAM"
[Feel free to make your own threads! They can be down in the lobby, they can be up in the rooms, they can be anywhere! Is your character in the bathroom plucking their eyebrows when the lights go out? WE WANNA HEAR ABOUT IT, SO GO FOR IT. Are they falling down the stairs? POST THAT SHIT.]
[Threadhopping/jacking is totally encouraged, so TAG AROUND TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT, MY DUDES. If your own thread isn't getting replies right away, go ahead and jump in somewhere else! Look out for other characters in the same areas as yours-- lobby, hallways, staircases, etc! Have fun!]
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When he draws up to it and speaks his querulous greeting, a light appears, somewhere deep inside the yawning cave of blankets and pillows-- that distinctive blue-white light of 'Gear screen lighting up-- although in the dark, it probably looks fairly ghostly.
Its appearance is accompanied by a wavering, overdramatic moan.
"OOooOOooo-- ... oh wait, sorry. Thought you were someone else."
A freckly fave pokes out from the fort.
"Hi there!"
Heather stop yer trollin.
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"S'not important. Anyway, I happen to be building the most epic blanket fort known to mankind."
She gestures around to the admittedly-pretty-impressive-thus-far structure, crafted lovingly from the fifty zillion blankets that Phoenix has been giving her over the past week or so.
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"Thaaaat's the general idea! I started building it before the outage, but... kinda glad I did. It's a lot warmer than everyones' rooms will be upstairs, that's for sure. Wanna help me build?"
It looks like there's a few other people already joined in around the edges of this blanket/pillow 'empire'-- given the number of chairs, couches, and pillows around, there sure is plenty of material.
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"S'pretty easy! Here--" She pulls out a spare blanket from the pile that had been steadily accumulating in her room (thanks to a certain
worrywartlawyer) and hands one end to him. "Take this end and tie it onto those chair handles over there-- that way it'll stretch over that whole little patch of carpet, see? Like a canopy."no subject
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"... Yeah, looks fine! It doesn't have to be perfect, just has to hold."
She stands up, dusting her hands off.
"Never built a fort before, huh?
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Big grin.
"N'fact, I'd say there's no better opportunity."
... Meanwhile that poor receptionist is standing over by the counter and looking on in dismay. 8(
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Heather... is not exactly a fantastic role model. S-sorry Ken.
"Here, we can put that one over there!"
She points to the uh... dim outline of a sort of zig-zaggy wall of couch cushions.
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SHE'S STARTING TO NOTICE THIS. Kid must be sheltered, jeez. Poor guy.
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He draaaaaaaags the blanket to tie it to a... something. "How big is this gonna be, anyway?"
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"As big as I can make it 'till somebody starts wrecking it!"
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"Couldn'tve said it better myself!"
Which of course meant YES. BUILD AWAY.
This was gonna be the friggin' coolest fort ever to exist.
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"Ken, by the way."
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"Ken? Awesome. Name's Heather."
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So she grins.
"Likewise!"
What better time to meet new folks than in the middle of a horrific blizzard blackout?
"Anyway, go nuts. This fort is a public service. Keeps the heat in! Sooo, the bigger it gets, the better."
There was probably no scientific accuracy in that, except "big forts are way more awesome than small forts", which I think we can all agree is fact.
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