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

[avengeme]

[he huffs]

It's good to see you again in any case. Why don't we go and figure out what we're in for here?

[notpaidenough]

[She snorts and rolls her eyes, giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder, bro-like]

It's good to see you t--

[She stops and checks her pockets]

Where's my phone?

[avengeme]

Gone, most likely. [he lost his phone and all his weapons too, unfortunately]

I got a tablet in my suitcase though. Try checking yours.

[notpaidenough]

Gone?

[Immediately, there's an accusatory stare then she remembers that he hasn't control of this place]

I saw a glowing thing in my suitcase too--how did they get our things?

[avengeme]

I'm just going to add that question to the pile.

[It's a rapidly growing pile]

Give me a few hours to figure things out.

[notpaidenough]

Really? You can figure all this out in a few hours?

[avengeme]

I can get the gist of the place at the very least.

[notpaidenough]

Well, gist is better than nothing. Man, I wish I had my stuff. Or Jane. Jane would do better at this figuring out stuff than I am.

[She looks around to see if there's anyone else]

[avengeme]

Can't argue with that. Though I really wouldn't wish for her to be in this situation. She might be able to do something from the outside.

[It might be worse than it seems after all.]

[notpaidenough]

[All joking disappears]

We can contact the outside world? Back home?

[avengeme]

[he looks a little apologetic] I don't know for sure yet.

[notpaidenough]

Have you tried?

[She's sure he has, that everyone's tried to contact home or their loved ones. But she has to ask]

[avengeme]

I don't have my phone, so no. Not yet.

[notpaidenough]

What about those tablety things? I saw one in my room but haven't touched it yet. Right? Hotels let you call out, shouldn't they?

[avengeme]

Usually.

[he thinks for a moment and takes a knee, setting the suitcase down so he can work on opening it. When he gets it open, the few things of note would be the Captain America-themed pajamas sitting under a industrial sized bottle of ibuprofen, a toy model of a 1962 corvette. He rummages around until he gets the tablet then takes it out to turn it on]

[notpaidenough]

[She peers because she's a curious beast]

What's her name?

[Because she's not gonna ask about the cap-jamas]

[avengeme]

[he's going to pretend that one doesn't exist right now too]

What's whose name?

[notpaidenough]

[Better for both of them, really]

The 'vette.

[avengeme]

How'd you know she has a name? [she totally does. and he's only mildly defensive]

[notpaidenough]

They always have a name. What's hers?

[avengeme]

Lola.

[he picks up the toy car, turns it around in his hand briefly before holding it out to her]

I think this is the model an agent made for me.

[notpaidenough]

[She takes the model gently from him and turns it around in her hands.]

She's cute.

[She grins at him and holds onto the car as she peers at the tablet]

[avengeme]

Thanks.

[Coulson says, obviously proud. He turns back to the tablet to get to the call function and tries some numbers. A moment later, he looks back up]

Nothing. No outgoing calls, it looks like.