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

[checkingin]

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.

Comments

ota

[pajarita]

BALLROOM; PRE-EGGSPLOSION

[She lets herself get carried away by the mass enthusiasm today, and when the ballroom finally opens its doors -- instead of going in, exploring and exploiting the room for what it's worth -- she's snatching up eggs as well. She's not sure how eggs' expiration date works in this hotel, but if they could stash them it'd be food for a few days, not just breakfast.

Eventually, she'll even try one, unwrapping a tinfoil chocolate eggs. And will you try to guess whose first chocolate experience this probably is?]

Oh my god.

LOBBY PRE-EGGSPLOSIONS;

[Third wave. Last time they had newcomers climb those magic stairs, it was Bellamy among them. Now, she has to admit that she's waiting to see someone familiar again.

And waiting for a sugar rush to pass before she returns to the ballroom, to be honest. (Eggsplosion to be had, you know?) But it doesn't means she won't greet or help out someone if they're looking for help.

Or, stopping them from wrecking that reception bell with too many rings.] Don't bother, it's only there for décor.

[ooc; AS YOU KNOW, Raven's gonna get an egg that goes boom. I'll put up a lot for her convalescence which can be open to all, but I'm only playing that one out once and with one person so. There's that.]

ballroom;

[advising]

[ Haymitch has never celebrated Easter, and doesn't even know what Easter is, but he's not going to complain about the sudden abundance of chocolate and sweets filling the hotel. They've had the same menu the whole month he'd been there, and so this is a welcome change.

Now if only the hotel could go ahead and jump on the alcohol bandwagon and leave that lying around. He's just stepped into the ballroom when he pauses. ]

You might want to take that to your room, sweetheart. [ Nothing but sarcasm dripping from his voice as he plucks up one of the eggs wrapped in brightly colored tinfoil. ]

[pajarita]

[Sarcastic people who like to share their opinions sometimes grate on her nerves, and sometimes they do not. He's lucky, todays she's in the latter mood.]

Do you think they'll be edible after today?

[advising]

[ well, who could be in a bad mood when there's so much chocolate around, after all? ]

It's chocolate. Yeah, I think it'll be around for a while. But why they've decided to throw all of this out now, is anyone's guess.

[ whoops, what is this easter thing? they definitely don't have that where he's from. ]

[pajarita]

I haven't had this in...ever. So I'm going to eat a few here. But hey you're welcome, helping yourself to my stuff and all.

[advising]

I'm not stopping you, sweetheart.

[ He snorts and shakes his head, already bending to pick up one of his own. He examines it and opens it, popping the chocolate in his mouth. Yeah, he's not had this in a long time, and seems to pause to savor it as well. ]

Chocolate is chocolate, and here I'd say it's a delicacy.

[pajarita]

It's not sweetheart. [She feels like she's had this conversation with someone before. The nickname is condescending, it's not sweet. She doesn't feel like anyone's 'sweetheart'.]

It's Raven.

[advising]

Same thing.

[ Because he's shit at remembering names, and he's run into this girl before, somewhere, he's sure of it. ]

Makes you wonder what's going to happen next. This place is being so nice. Maybe the chocolate's just poison in disguise. [ All of this is spoken with a dripping sarcasm, but it's not stopping him from eating the chocolate. He's seen a dozen others at it and they're not dropping dead yet. That's good enough. ]

[pajarita]

About as 'same thing' [quotation marks in the air and all,] as a punch to the gut and a kick to the balls is the same thing. Sure.

[You want to talk about dripping sarcasm, because that was it. Learn her name, there's like 20 people here at the most. She thinks? She thinks.]

[advising]

They both hurt, and probably both leave you a little desperate for some air. I'd say close enough.

[ Whoops, was that sarcasm she was using? Here, have a dead pan, because Haymitch really doesn't care about what she thinks. Well, not yet. ]

Nice try.

[pajarita]

[x(]

Are you going to stand here and deliberately ruin my first experience with chocolate?

[advising]

I'm not ruining anything. Chocolate is still chocolate.

[ A shrug as he pops another piece in his mouth. ]