checkingout | master of the house, quick to catch your eye (OPEN)

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master of the house, quick to catch your eye (OPEN)

Who: Everyone!
Where: The initial arrival rooms, the main lobby, all over the place.
When: April 5rd
What: Welcome, newbies + happy Easter eggs.

ARRIVAL.

you wake up when you hit the floor in a dark room, and the air is knocked out of your lungs. the carpet is threadbare, worn with use, kind of dusty. and you're not the first person to endure this crash landing. nor will you be the last.

once your vision rights itself, you can see the well-lit hallway through the doorjam straight ahead of you. not to say there’s monsters in the shadows, but something propels you towards that door and out into the bright hallway beyond.

and once outside your room, you can hear it: the steady thrum of rain outside.

MAIN LOBBY.

there's a staircase at the end of the lengthy hallway you tumble out of. grab your suitcase and follow the dull green exit signs on the ceiling until you reach the disappointingly bland stairs that lead you down to the ornate old fashion hotel lobby.

to your left is an empty, ashy fireplace, to your right is a lobby desk. straight ahead are three large sets of doors, all three of them thrown wide open and welcoming. and outside the few (curtained, permanently dark) windows is the continually steady hiss of rain. once you leave the hallway you wake up in, you won't be able to return.

welcome to the hotel.

FRONT DESK.

though there is a bell and a plaque designating the desk to be the main desk, the customer service desk, there are currently no staff members behind it. none shall answer your calls, either. there is, however, a pad of paper and a pen neatly aligned with the desk edge. you know. for notes.

terribly sorry for the inconvenience.

SCREENING ROOM.

on a long pull-down screen, a silent version of the cabinet of dr. caligari will be playing on loop. at the back of the room, between the neat rows of fold out chairs, mounted on a wobbly table is the old-timey projector, and mounted on the walls are some rather old speakers that warble out "terrifying" old music.

along the curtained windows is another long table, with a large bowl of caramel corn and a large hot drink dispenser full of hot water, with a few cups and some old looking packages of hot chocolate mix.

BALLROOM.

the third set of grand doors have been thrown wide to reveal a brightly lit, festively decorated ball room. all across the polished wood floor, all over the tables and chairs around the edge of the room, under the curtains, in the corners, hiding in the shadows, and behind the doors, characters will find:

easter eggs.

plastic easter eggs filled with jellybeans and chocolates, real eggs dip dyed and rolled in glitter; foil wrapped chocolate eggs, sugar eggs with little diaramas in the middle. there will be novelty plastic easter bunny rings sprinkles about, and general little plastic childrens toys. there will be plastic and paper easter basket grass sprinkled all over, and upbeat ambiance music intended to excite.

by the front door will be basket for people to use in their quest to collect the hundreds of eggs scattered all over the room. a sign on the floor invites them to "take one" in curvy handwritted script.

but there's no sign to warn that — some of these eggs?

are going to explode in your face.

( event details. )

OTHER.

the ballroom is currently open, and the grand doors locked.

there is no main door leading to the outside, good luck trying to find one.

the doors to the courtyard and breakfast hall are unlocked, food is currently being served. a lot of it is candy.

ROOMS.

you've a room key with your assigned room number on it. all the new guest residences will be located on floors four. while there is an open elevator in the main lobby, and the buttons light up inside, the doors will not close. all in all, you'll be better off taking the stairs.

while they're the same stairs you undoubtedly came down to get to the lobby, the door to the endless hall everyone woke up in will not reappear between the main floor and the subsequent residential halls.

there are twenty rooms per floor. feel free to get to know your surroundings; or your neighbors as they trickle in around you.

EGGSISTING GUESTS.

happy easter, kids.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

egg hunt;

[Ward's waiting for someone to laugh but he's never been one to shirk free resources. Ever. In any capacity. So he begins shoving things in one of the baskets provided. Most of them are real eggs wrapped in glitter but he's figuring that downstairs there might be some of the chocolate ones.

He's kneeling on the floor in the lobby when something twinges in his side and he puts a hand, showing actual pain.

He doesn't think anyone's watching really.

If you want to grab the egg he was trying to grab however that's a horse of a different color. He might have quite a few things to say.]

breakfast;

[It's all chocolate. Chocolate and a couple of other things, very little fruit, very little actual food and he's trying to decide what that might mean.

That's why his breakfast (eggs, two pieces of bacon, and toast) is congealing while he stares unnaturally intently at the tables overflowing with food.]

[ Unfortunately, all the commotion has drawn one particular tired, grumpy hotel patron out of his room. In fact, he really just wanted breakfast, but it's difficult not to notice the baskets, the folks frolicking about as though it's some damned holiday.

He nearly falls over Grant, staggering past him just before actually kicking the injured man. It doesn't help that he looks like he's already fallen because of pain, perhaps. ]

I appreciate the freedom we have to sit wherever we please, but I'm thinking you really should look at your options. This isn't a good one.

[Ward is on his feet unnaturally fast pulling out -

nothing. especially when he realizes who's standing there before Ward's features contort into anger. Then pain.]

Any chance to gather resources.

[There's a pause as he calms down.] Why? You hate easter egg hunts?

[ He reaches a hand to the man's shoulder, gripping and steadying him. ]

You might want to slow down before you re-open that thing and bleed to death. I won't carry you to your room next time.

[ A wry grin and he shrugs, though the term "easter egg hunt" is not something he's heard before and it shows on his face, raised brows and incredulous look. ]

Not sure what you're on about but it looks like you need to be sitting down. Or need to be sharing what you're on. Really.

[Ward blinks.] Ever just really hate weakness? Especially when it's your own?

[He hesitates before holding out a chocolate egg for the other man] Cadbury creme eggs are inside.

Grant Ward | OTA

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