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Chapter 1: in which the guests gather in the ballroom; some unfortunate news is announced; and the first decisions must be made.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
First chapter. The game has finally begun for real. Skim over the rules again on the first page and put in your orders. If you have questions, don't hesitate to ask.
We post our orders in thread rather than via pms, right? If so:
Ask maitre d' "Right point me to the buffet, have you any cinammon danishes? More importantly, wheres the bar? Better be some good rum or I'm outta here."
"Well, if the man, wants us to play, let's play! I'm taking one of those candles and going looking for trouble."
Yuudai looks puzzled, and decides on a tactic.
"maitre d', what is your name? I want to write it down in my notebook for future reference."
After this, Yuudai decides to start looking for a exit. "You guys are free to join me, if you like."
Thomas simply smiles and, while he thinks nobody is looking, takes one of the sharper knives from the buffet table and hides it inside his pocket. If watching psycho movie marathon had taught him anything, it was to be paranoid then sorry.
Then he decided that he would look for clues on just what kind of game his "benefactor" was trying to play.
Not much time. Gotta look for Jurassic Park.
Split up gang, and search for clues.
Look for away out of here... Grab the sharpest knife from the buffet.
Sara sees several people grabbing knives from the buffet and starts to get a little nervous. After getting her meal from the buffet, she calmly slides a knife into her purse as she moves to a table to eat her meal. As she eats, she calmly and respectfully looks around the room trying to recall the faces of everyone there and the strange service staff.
Dr Weston sits in the corner chainsmoking, and occasionally drinking from a thermos flask, whilst reading a copy of Intelligent Life, the magazine for people who like other people to notice how clever they are.
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"OK, if Chris Pronger isn't gonna get to bang any hookers then Chris Pronger will bash something and go looking for trouble. By the way Chris Pronger isn't gonna re-sign next year! :snobby:"
I need to find more about this place if i am to understand why i have been asked to come here...so i will search for clues
Oh come on people, where's all the knives? Trying to cut open my crusty roll here, this breadknife's making a mess.
Head up to the swankiest suite and have a bit of a kip.
OK, The following people haven't posted there orders (or posted non of the three available choices):
Beefy
johnhughthom
slashandburn
Winston Hughes
Methos
Joooray
We can just say that those who didn't post one of the three choices stayed put for that round... but glamour it up so it's not just "you did naff all". :PQuote:
Originally Posted by Peasant Phill
Search for clues.
I'll give everybody the chance to give clear orders just in case the rulestm weren't clear at first.
But don't let that stop anybody from posting a little story to go with it.
I guess I'll search for clues too.
Sorry, search for clues.
I'm working on PMs and writeup at the moment, should be done within next day or so.
Please feel free to embellish your posts with some flavour story and stuff, by the way, makes reading them and writing your PMs much more fun.
Rats, I didn't notice that this game has started. If still possible, I'd also like to search for clues. Sorry for not responding earlier.
That's fine, I'm doing the writeups at the moment.Quote:
Originally Posted by Joooray
Reenk and Autolycus have received their PMs; Beskar and Stildawn will get their's shortly, then those who looked for clues... anyone who didn't make an order will get their's last.
:3
Beskar and Stildawn are done.
That's all that's left, then an in-thread writeup. Sorry it's taking so long, but as those who have already got PMs can attest to, there's a nice bit of work gone into it, so should be worth a wait. :3Quote:
Look For Clues: atheotes, Seon, johnhughthom, Winston Hughes, Methos, Double A, Joooray.
No action: Beefy, slashandburn
I liked my PM, anyway. The Adventures of Yuudai are long underway!
Phase 1
The Search For Clues
Double A, johnhughthom, atheotes, Joooray, Winston Hughes, Methos, Seon
The key to a good bourbon is in the serving; always at room temperature, preferably two fluid ounces or so in a snifter and definitely accompanied by some fine tobacco. That was one of the rules that Jack Churchill lived by, and he was indignant at the offence that the bartender had just committed.
"It is against the hotel's policy to smoke in the ballroom, sir", he had whispered as he watched the wizened soldier fumbling with a box of matches to light his pipe, "you cannot light that in here".
"Are you joking, Lloyd?", Jack shouted in response, slamming his hands down on the bar, matches flying everywhere and his bourbon splashing over the woodwork. He was not pleased at all; a free luxury trip and he wasn't even allowed to smoke?
Around the ballroom, pairs of eyes looked up from food, drinks and magazines to focus on Mad Jack; at the end of the bar, Bob called over "listen buddy, the last thing anyone wants on a vacation is arguing". He turned back to his cold pint and hoped that would be the end of it.
Jack motioned for a response, but his voice was drowned out by a loud chime; eyes turned once more towards the organ at the end of the bar, a single finger outstretched and pressing down upon an ivory key. Joseph Winterbottom grinned sheepishly, and mumbled an apology to his fellow guests, his friend Mr. Athington looking at him with a look that could well have killed.
The ornate pipes of the organ chimed again, and the entire room's gaze fixed upon Joseph once more; Thomas threw a treacle tart from across the room and narrowly missed him, his expletive-laden sentence silenced as the organ began to play an upbeat, jazzy number to the surprise of the entire room.
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It was as if the room had sprung to life and in mere seconds, figures appeared out of nowhere; men dressed in the most dapper of dinner tuxedos, women robed in elegant spring-hued chiffon gowns and dozens of hotel staff meandering around with aparatifs and cocktails aplenty. They all seemed so very real, and yet they couldn't be... could they?
Sara shuffled in her seat as a young couple sat next to her, seemingly oblivious that she was there; the pair canoodled with one another, whispering sweet nothings about eloping and parenting. Feeling uncomfortable, Sara gathered her things and moved to sit at Dr. Weston's table. The good doctor was staring at the most beautiful woman in the room, clad in a lilac, off-the-shoulder number with a scarlet mass of hair that made her look like a movie star; his cigarette hung limply from his agape mouth, ashes dripping onto his open magazine.
At the bar, a young gentleman sat between Bob and Thomas, completely ignoring the pair, and called the bartender over. Lloyd and the man spoke briefly about the correct way to drink bourbon, and then the man left, glass-in-hand.
Everything seemed so very, very real... and yet it couldn't be, could it?
In that moment, the figures vanished as quickly as they had appeared, and the guests were left baffled by what had just occured.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
Oh great. Ghosts.
Or at least it's statistically likely that what happened was a gesture from the paranormal universe. It always is like that in games.
Alternative answer may be genetic memory from ingesting strange material, simultaneous, synchronized dreaming caused by hallucinogen, or that we just travelled through time. I think ghosts are pretty likely.
Look for clues. Search for any trace of the paranormal, or anything that will give me a better idea of who our guests were
I hope you guys enjoyed the PMs and the writeup, and that I didn't take too many liberties with the wonderful array of characters you've given me. It was an honour to work with 'em, and I look forward to doing so again in the coming weeks!
I'd like to point out that your PMs should state the characters that you are currently working alongside; for example, Beskar and Stildawn are currently working together, Reenk and autolycus have gone their separate ways, and the rest of you are all currently in the Ballroom. In the case of those in the ballroom, if some of you choose different options to others, than you will split up and such. Later in the game, your paths may merge back together or you may meet others. :3
Hope that Peasant Phill is okay with me posting this! :bow:
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Chris Pronger explains his hit on Samuel Garris
When the guests got back to the lobby, Chris Pronger decided to declare that his hit on Samuel Garris was inevitable.
"It's a nothing play if that scary noise doesn't happen," Pronger said, stressing that he did not intentionally hit Garris in the head. The contact, he said, was partly because he is 6-foot-6 and Garris is 6-foot-1. "Of course I'm going to hit him in the head," Pronger said. "He's quite a bit shorter than me. It's just law of physics."
Crikey, he's huge... it's got to be something nasty to get the jump on him... :laugh4:
By the way, this...
...assumes you make it back to the lobby, Philidelphian Flyer! :curtain:Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
That entire interview was copy pasted of one he actually gave too (just changed the other name to Garris). :beam: :laugh4:
By the way, since I have nobody else tagging along, I'm basically useless in searching for clues, so I'm going to look for trouble.
Someone had to have the guts to give it a second go!Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
You're totally going back into the theatre then... :laugh4:
My apologies. Didn't notice the game started..
S'ok!Quote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
You still received a PM, as did slashandburn, which moved you out of the ballroom, up the stairs and on the first floor landing, so to speak. So you're still involved in the game. :3
Apologies for not posting but i think I'll look for trouble with reenk.
Still deciding on what to do, but wanted to say, excellent writeup Secura. I really liked playing the music from The Shining in the background.
It's no problem, don't worry about it. Reenk's somewhere in the Hotel on his own, but we've got your order down anyways! :3Quote:
Originally Posted by slashandburn
Thanks! I like using incidental music for scenes, so expect more of it! :bow:Quote:
Originally Posted by Methos
Excellent write-up Secura.Quote:
Originally Posted by Secura
I like to add that you can always chose to regroup. It's not guaranteed you'll find each other but it's always possible.
Again don't hesitate to make your give your own version of what your character experiences. Let's make this one giant multi-angled story.
Also if you don't give orders, you will not contribute to the 'welfare' of the group (of which you're a member) while taking the same risk.
You have until tomorrow this time to put in your orders.
Are we allowed to attempt to regroup in addition to other actions.
If so, I'd like to try to regroup while searching for clues.
Otherwise, I'll just search for clues, while rubbing the bump on my head from that clod Pronger.
Yup, regrouping is a legitimate action; I think considering your location you've got a good chance of catching up with s&b and Beefy at least. :PQuote:
Originally Posted by autolycus
Come to us Autolycus!
More people the better.
Are we facing NPCs or other players?
Who knows? :curtain:Quote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
Sara is very curious about these odd servants and not being one who has ever been a believer of ghosts, she's inclined to learn more about them. Sara investigates the servants and/or vanishing images.
Jack goes with Sara to protect her from... uhm... servants and/or vanishing images.
That's just something bad waiting to happen Methos. Better you take a claymore-swinging lunatic with you for protection.
Wait, that came out wrong.
Search for clues (and a decent bottle of rum) once again. Also look for a jukebox or something to get some good music going in this dive.
Tim will search for clues.
thanks for the nice writeup Secura :2thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by Methos
Being like minded with Sara, Athington will accompany her in searching for clues
Search for clues
To get some write ups!
Joseph will tag along with Sara and the group. He is sure they won't be able to achieve anything without his help and at the moment he doesn't feel like going off on his own. So helps with searching for clues. However he will be looking for something to defend himself with, if he has to die here, he won't do it without a fight.
Oh yes. Following the crowd seems like a good idea. Join Sara's group to search for clues on he paranormal
As the group begin to follow along with her, Sara secretly glances down at her outfit, making sure something embarrassing wasn't happening that was causing all of the attention.
Dr Weston is starting to look rather edgy, and has increased the rate of his chain-smoking somewhat.
He sits for a long while doing what appears to be a fiendishly complicated mathematical equation.
And then, without warning, he gets up and marches out of the room in search of a way out.
Just to let you know, the in-thread writeup won't always be about the biggest group or those searching or clues; sometimes it'll switch to a different perspective and you'll see things happening for someone else.Quote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
Also, try to keep your PMs to yourself; keeps the suspense going if you're unsure what's happening to others around the Hotel.
As far as I can tell, everybody but Beskar have posted their orders. Round 2 is concluded, we'll try to have the write-up and the PM as soon as possible.
Find a way out
Bump?
Updates are on their way, don't worry.
Sorry guys, I've been swamped recently with employment stuff... working on the PMs and writeup over Sunday and Bank Holiday Monday!
Again, apologies! <3
I've started on the PMs now; Winston, Beefy, slashandburn, Reenk and Beskar should recieve theirs this evening, the rest of you will get yours tomorrow after I've had a brief break.
Patience, intrepid explorers! :bow:
EDIT: Righto, I've sorted Winston, Beefy and s&b's results out, those PMs have been sent off. Tomorrow's writeup is 95% done too. Everyone else's PMs will be done tomorrow hopefully... I'm shattered now though and thinking any harder's just going to give me major writer's block.
Sorry about the wait!
Oo. I know what orders to send in for next phase....
Hope you liked the PM! :bow:Quote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
Currently getting ideas for the rest down on paper read for tomorrow! ^_^
The adventures of Yuudai continue!
Righto, I've completed and sent off PMs to Winston, slash, Stildawn, Beskar and Beefy thus far. Autolycus and Reenk both have their own PM, everyone remaining has a group one based on orders given and relative locations around the hotel. The in-thread writeup is mostly done too...
...t'is alot of work this narrating lark!
:curtain:
It is indeed. I greatly appreciate what you're doing. You really carry this game.
Just doin' my job!
Currently mid-way through Reenk's PM, then there's the big group of everyone else and some finishing touches to the write-up... should be done by the early hours, writer's block forbid.
Sara obviously has a cute bottom. :curtain:Quote:
Originally Posted by Methos
Reenk's recieved his PM, which means that the rest of you have the ghost searching result coming within the hour hopefully. I'm ever so sorry that it's taken this long, thanks for being patient. :bow:
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Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
I really enjoyed your result PM, was an utter joy to imagine how the character would react! He's some light comedy relief but it's clear to me that the hotel's going to change him if he makes it out alive. :P
Almost done with the rest of the PMs, and I only have to click post to have the write-up done. Then I can collapse and have a rest. xD
Phase 2
Looking For Trouble
slashandburn
The first floor landing of the hotel was painted in warm, summer hues and adorned with watercolours of boating lakes and meadows; Santiago Torres rolled his eyes at the decadance of the building's artwork and waved farewell to Will Coback before taking a left and vanishing from sight down the next corridor. In truth, Torres was happy to be free of the little scaredy-cat anyway, he was probably much better off going around alone anyway... people like that often hindered rather than helped, in his opinion.
The orange paintwork of the first floor landing faded into a cool azure hue as Santiago proceeded further down the corridor and then blended into a frosted white-blue colour; the air around him plummeted in temperature as if to suit the chance in decor, and it took all of Torres' willpower not to head back to the stairs due to the intense cold that pricked at his skin. It was going to take take more than a bust heating system to frighten off a man with exceptional willpower such as Santiago's.
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He recalled his childhood sweetheart back in Cuba, Rubi; she was a wily young lass who had often paired up with him for fishing expeditions and such, and she had taught him many of the life lessons he carried with him today. He remembered the breathing technique she had taught him many years ago for retrieving their lobster traps, a technique that meant the pair could dive without the bothersome encumbrance or cost of diving equipment.
He felt that his current situation warranted the technique too, and he paused for a moment, closing his eyes and inhaling a lungful of air and exhaling slowly, repeating this exercise for a minute or so until he felt that his breathing had become steady and consistent. The air around him remained cold to the touch, but the stinging sensation of frost had subsided entirely, and Torres believed his technique had worked; he opened his eyes.
Darkness.
Santiago couldn't see at all, everything was pitch black; he turned around on the spot, calmly at first, but could see nothing, and panic began to set in. Swirling around, bumping into the walls, Torres stumbled around the corridor until he tripped over and fell to the floor in a heap. The Cuban swore loudly as he struggled to get up, but some unseen force seemed to be holding him down on the ground in a tangled mess, his head half pinned beneath his arms.
"Your eye is so pretty", a child-like feminine voice whispered through the darkness, "can I have it?"
Santiago screamed in horror as the unseen voice attacked, hands scratching at his partially exposed face, fingers probing for the fear-stricken eye that flitted around trying to find the assailant to no avail. His screams would go unanswered for several minutes.
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When he finally awoke, the young Cuban would find himself comforted by a group of fellow guests, their sorrowful yet disgust-ridden faces failing to hide the true extent of his injuries. He was lucky to be alive at all.
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D:
Everyone run for your lives!
There we go, hope that's to everyone's liking and that you enjoyed your PMs too.
G'night! ^_^
Flirt with the girl!
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Originally Posted by Beefy187
Umm...
Search for Clues
I mean, she has to be SOMEWHERE nearby, no?
I hope she's not dead yet. Or at least, if she was dead, she is dead dead instead of dead but not quite dead.
Would the all knowing host advice against it? :clown:Quote:
Originally Posted by Secura
You never know... it all depends on what takes greater precedence for your character; the well-being of another person or your own escape. :3Quote:
Originally Posted by Seon
Of course not; I'd simply assume you're repeating the search for clues action, incorporate the flirting in there and base the writeup on whatever Phill tells me your result for the phase is. :PQuote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
Oh, and I'm not the host... I am merely your narrator. :bow:
Probably more along the line of "Oh how do I get the daisies out of here."
Yes.. That is exactly what I had in mind :curtain:Quote:
Originally Posted by Secura
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Chris Pronger blasts media, specifically Canadian media, over various things
Earlier Tuesday, Pronger called in to the "Roggin and Simers Squared" radio show in Los Angeles and told Fred Roggin he suspects the recent events at Overwatch hotel happened because of "members in the media pressuring the league" due to the Garris hit.
"The hotel should make its own calls, not be pressured into anything by the media, and more to the point, the Canadian media," he said.
He also was quite irate over the spelling of his name as 'Procter' and suggested to journalists that they look up his name on the Norris Trophy for best defensemen or Hart Trophy for MVP.
Pronger, looking worse for wear, was mum about his injuries and instead give a spontaneous explanation about an recent incident with an unknown woman.
"Well, how could you not think that's a great smile? Of course I liked other things about her too but start off with the smile first, that's what brings you, and then move on to other assets."
"Look if you were in my position you'd have done the same thing. How I was supposed to know she was a zombie?"
"I'll tell you what though, she better watch out for an elbow to the face the next time we meet."
Pronger went on to explain why he has decided to not speak to the media (which is on "black-out"), and while he does so, he says that the Detroit media is equally to blame with the Canadian media, despite the fact that he hasn't read anything said or written himself.
I'm gonna wait around a bit to try and regroup. If nobody is coming I'm putting the team on my back once again and looking for trouble. :2thumbsup:
"Dinosaurs!" yelled a wild-eyed Dr Weston, as he stumbled around the lobby in search of his cigarettes. "Filthy great jungle lizards... robbed my smokes, they did!!!"
The Doctor paused for a moment to remove the paisley striped tie from his collar, and place it around his head, rambo-style.
"Right... That's it... Nobody steals from Dr Hugh Weston! Nobody!! Wherever those reptilian scumbags have disappeared to, I'll hunt them down!!!"
(Search for clues)
(Search for clues - RP post later)
Who needs a job when you have... oh wait. http://www.twcenter.net/forums/image...mot_vhappy.gifQuote:
Originally Posted by Secura
HI BEEFY!Quote:
Originally Posted by Beefy187
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Jack flirts with the girl. I mean goes looking for trouble with the others, hopefully to find Sarah.