Fantasy The Random Hotel

[Sarem Gamblin]

Emyr slithered over to the three and turned to Ray.


"Sorry but I just overheard you say this was your first time here. This is my first time too so if you want we could look around and see what this place has to offer?" Emyr hoped he wasn't acting creepy, but it was better than telling him to leave Jaiden and Caspian alone and embarrass everyone.

 

[SrmrdrprofNick]

Jaiden reeled in surprise when she heard Caspian ask about nudes. She could physically feel herself turning bright red. Oh! She thought on the inside, thoughts of a naked Caspian started filling her head and she turned an even deeper shade of red trying to push them out. Distracted by her thoughts she jumped again and gasped as a frightening older man approached her, off put by his lack of pupils and completely missing his question. She couldn't have felt more grateful that Caspian was there to answer, standing aside so the two could talk.

 

[SachiGrl]

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Caspian mentally slapped his head. Shiiiit... he thought. He just insulted a cancer patient. "Heh, sorry." Well, that's one way to feel overly guilty. Insult a cancer patient. Do it again, Caspian... he mocked himself. Ask him from what dimension he's from too... Caspian was really considering to give up the 'interrogating the entire hotel' idea. When human's begin to look like non-human's that's it. Caspian saw Emyr slithering to his rescue. What a bro... Caspian thought. He smiled in relief, "Now, where were we?" He asked as he gazed into Jaiden's eyes.

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[Sheriff]

Ray turned to Eymr and back to the two, it was obvious to him he stepped into the wrong conversation. "Uh, yeah..." He answered to Eymr before taking another sip of his drink, a part of him wanted to just walk backwards and exit the bar straight to his room, but in all honesty he was curious of the place.

 

[SrmrdrprofNick]

Jaiden's heart fluttered when Caspian's eyes met hers. She tried her best at a smile, trying to figure out exactly what she was feeling. He was incredibly handsome and really nice too. But is he nice like this to every girl? She started to think then immediately brushed the thought away. She was probably just paranoid "I was going to paint you. I've never seen hair as brilliant as yours." She turned around and started toward her room just breathe she thought. Her heart was racing by the time they reached her room then took a moment to study Caspian before opening the door and entering

 

[SachiGrl]

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Caspian fist bumped Emyr's shoulder and said under his breath, "Thanks, man." He followed behind Jaiden. She didn't say much in regards to his nude man comment. She did react very much so. Caspian found her reaction cute. It seemed as though he has this girl wrapped around his finger. This pleased his ego. Finally, they were in her room. "Can I have some water before I get naked?" She may think he was joking, but he wasn't. In addition, he wasn't going to be naked in the way she would imagine.

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[SrmrdrprofNick]

"Uh, sure" Jaiden said as she walked to the bathroom, unwrapped a plastic cup, then filled it with water "I really hope you don't mind tap" with that said she opened a window for light and unpacked her easel, canvas, brushes and other supplies. Okay she thought with a sigh just another person. Just another human being. Jaiden sat down and tried to calm herself breathe she repeated to herself breathe, he's just another person then she froze. What if he wanted her to be naked? was she really ready? she didn't consider herself unattractive by any standards but still didn't think she was really much to write home about. She started to panic and what if he's just playing me? she cursed herself for overthinking things and tried to shut off the 'thinking' side of her brain, dismissing or otherwise just ignoring her worries

 

[SachiGrl]

HEAD OF THE HOTEL

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[IllusiveShade]

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Malcolm opened the door, and met Ajax with a grim look on his face. He was wearing a dark black trench coat, a matching black fedora, and even darker trousers. He was wearing the kind of holsters you see undercover cops with, two revolvers holstered in each side, one of them his beloved revolver with the embroidered handle.


"I am glad to see your return, Dear Ajax." Malcolm said with a light tone and shook his one hand, his face completely changed from before, it was now a big smile that met Ajax, it was like a whole other man stood before him. "Now, the good news, yes? You said you know his home world, and you have the scroll." Malcolm said eagerly. This was very unlike Malcolm. Energetic, ready and almost happy. Not at all like he had acted on the hotel ground.


With an inviting gesture Malcolm invited Ajax into the messy room, lots of metal parts, electrical parts and some otherworldly devices lay on the ground, some small machines and half assembled metallic mess as well, strewn over the floor in no order what so ever. Malcolm emptied one of the couches for some of the mess, and again gestured Ajax to sit in the empty couch.


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[David Van Aken]

Ajax looked at Malcolm with a deadened look in his eyes. He was too tired to make any extra facial forms. He leaned up against the couch on it's arm and then began to speak with a bored tone to his voice, "Sir, I have all that you want and more. I have returned with your scroll, the location of the one who was tied to your black rose down to a single continent, and I even brought the rose back for you." Ajax reached into his pocket and took out the black rose, the laid the rose down on the couch beside him. It was in bad shape, missing petals and several others bruised. Then he went into his other pocket and pulled out the scroll which was little more than a wrinkled piece of parchment with iron handles on both ends. It was large, so much so that before Ajax took it out, it was very awkwardly poking out of his pocket. He placed the scroll beside the rose.


Ajax glanced around the room seeing all of the mess that was all around him. He noticed a lot of metal scraps. Ajax was wondering if he could turn some of the larger pieces into pieces of makeshift armor. Then he began to speak wearily again, leaning hard against the arm of the couch, "Also, sorry about the rose's condition. Something will usually get a bit squished if you get punted by an ogre.." Ajax giggled a bit, weakly and then started again, "That's not a joke by the way. An ogre literally punted me, like a damned football. And a werewolf took a bite out of my armor, that was her big move, didn't help her much after I broke out of that damned grapple of hers... Anyway, down to business eh?" Ajax clapped his hands together lightly and rubbed them together, about to start of his monologue that he had been thinking about since he got the news for Malcolm, "The good news is that the one that you seek is, according to my witch is 'on the continent where you shall return, Ajax', which would be this one. She also told me that the one that you search for frequently travels back and forth from this dimension to one called '9-D-R-9-4-H-8-N-M-Zedd', or so the rough translation is in common English. To get there, think about cabbages in hot milk the first time you use the scroll, if not, it'll be extremely difficult to get you to the correct dimension because you'd be tied down to the wrong two dimensions. We'd have to get you a new scroll, break the passage from this dimension to the other, it'll be a whole thing, and neither of us want that... Anyhow, this scroll is written in Draconic, the language of the arcane in my my world. I may need to write out the phonics for you, because on the scroll it'll look like a whole lot of scribbles to you, having never seen the language before, I'm assuming. Lucky for you that I've already done that." Ajax grins and then unfolds a page which after he is done unfolding, is about a foot and a half long with small writing down the entire page. Ajax lays that on the couch as well. Then he begins with a weary chuckle, "Also, you may want to practice a bit before you use the scroll. Any significant mispronunciation will lead to a part of you here, another there, and other parts nowhere, nonexistent. The good news is that most of your parts would go to the dimension of your choosing. Hope that you're pleased with the news, this could have easily gotten a whole lot more complicated... Also, a second revolver? Did you get an upgrade or something, boss? "




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[IllusiveShade]

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Malcolm chuckled. This was perfect. He already had knowledge of Phonic scribbles, so pronouncing that should be no problem. "I do not know how to thank you, Ajax. This is more than I ever could have gotten myself. 2 years I have been on this lead, and no progress at all. That was until I learned of this place, and about you." Malcolm seemed determined, but none the less, happy.


Then Ajax mentioned his extra revolver. "Ah, I had to assemble a make-shift one, as I did not think I would be this close, but it will have to do. I can teach you how to make yours with certain parts, and when I get back, the full aspect of using guns. I suppose you are already familiar with cleaning you ballistic instruments?" Malcolm said, looking at the scroll in front of him, reading trough some of the words.


(Prepare for plot character. She is in the making as I type.)


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[David Van Aken]

Ajax was happy that Malcolm was happy. What the hell was in that damned charm? Stop being friendly. Ajax grinned at Malcolm's enthusiasm, then was a bit confused at what he said, "No worries, for the money that you paid me, I damn well better get results. Also...Make a revolver? I regret to inform you, but I'm not a great and powerful wizard. I don't even know what kind of arcane magic would be used to propel the bolts inside of the revolver to propel forward. But yes, I'm very familiar with my crossbow amongst many other similar weapons. You however, are a mage? I honestly wouldn't have taken you for the type, you may even be a more powerful mage than most I have met if you can make such a fantastical device such as a revolver at your will with little more than spare parts."




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[IllusiveShade]

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Malcolm chuckled. "No, I am no Mage, it is actually very simple. You see, we humans are not accustomed to magic, it is actually a general belief that magic does not exist. So instead humans settled on technology, and used earths resources to our gain, for an example, this revolver." Malcolm said pulling out the make-shift one. "We have even larger ones, shooting shells at the size of men, but those are usually mounted on ships, or dropped from flying metal birds called planes." Malcolm said, and reached for a bottle of 6 year old rum, and grabbed two glasses from under the table, putting both in the table and filled both glasses pushing one towards Ajax.

 

[Dapper Bunny]

For quite a while Ezekiel had been in Sha'tana's room. Suddenly an eerie silence moved as one sound escaped the door and that was a single click. Stumbling from the doorway, Ezekiel looked like a man who had been bombed and somehow survived. His clothes was tattered and the right sleeve of his coat was missing, instead it had turned into a makeshift bandage of some sort. Looking past Ezekiel the room looked unnaturally clean. Except for a small shadow on the floor of a burned wing, the span too large for a bird.


"Sha'tana." Ezekiel coughed a bit and shook his head and tried again. "Sha'tana." Ezekiel smiled to himself and went out to the lobby. "All right... The deed is done Sha'... The thing..." Ezekiel mumbled something in incorherently. "Anyway.. It's gone.. You shouldn't worry about it, and I made sure to atleast keep th-" Ezekiel took a deep breath. "Keep it clean."


Those with a fine sense of smell could easily smell the smell of something that had burned to the crisp.. Something biological, and yet rotten. Ezekiel nodded towards the room. "And.. Sha'.. Never." Ezekiel took another deep breath and turned his attention to Sha'tana. "Never speak of this to me. Ever again. What happened here, happened.. Forget that thing... It's not natural..." Ezekiels voice had lowered itself to a whisper as he spoke the last few words.


With another deep breath, Ezekiel limped a bit and walked outside towards the beach. A cigarette in his hand. Although the blue fire that usually was on the tip was changed out with a crimson red one.


"I'm a dead man walking here... But that's the least of all my fears..." Ezekiel mused as he walked away from the hotel. "Ooh.. Underneath the water.. I'm a dead man walking..."

 

[Madi]

Wydowna had checked into the hotel at about 1am the previous night, after an entire night of scouring barren lands in search of a town, city, or even a log cabin of some sort, to allow her to rest her aching body. Once she'd found the hotel, standing proudly and almost completely alone in the wilderness, Wydo stepped inside, hoping they wouldn't be set off be her unnerving appearance. A woman, six arms, and six eyes... completely normal for her, but disturbing and strange to anyone else she'd ever met.


Inside, she met her acquaintance with Gu, a bit of an odd man... but nonetheless, a helpful one, as he assisted her to her room at #8888. Here, she collapsed onto her bed, not out of pain or sadness, but she instead was tired and bored. Soon after, Wydo drifted off into sleep, only to wake up a few hours later and not able to return to slumber. So, she rose from the bedside, and began to roam the halls in search of something to do at such a bizarre hour.

 

[LuckynLiving]

Abby couldn't stand sleeping on he stairs. She got enough rest that she could function, at least. She didn't have any luggage, so going up to her room was practically pointless now. Now she was too curious to stay cooped up in one area- her energy had come back, why not use it? She got up and looked around. This place must be huge... Do they have a map anywhere? She began her decent to a more people-friendly area.

 

[Madi]

Wydowna had been walking throughout the halls, examining the abundance of rooms and excessively long hallways. She had made her way to a stairway, where she spotted someone on the steps, browsing the hotel. "Hello." She said, making her way towards the person. "I'm new to this place... still surprised at how big my room is, not to mention the hotel itself." She smiled, somewhat chuckling at her own small joke.

 

[LuckynLiving]

Abby blinked in surprise. This girl had more than two arms... But she's still pretty. She grinned. "I'm new here, myself. My name is Abby, and you are...?"

 

[Madi]

"Wydona." Wydo replied. "Any idea where we might be able to grab a bite to eat?" She asked, though she didn't mention that she hadn't eaten in about a day, and her stomach felt like no more than a knife in her side.

 

[LuckynLiving]

"I'm fairly certain there's a restaurant of some sort on the first floor..." Abby trailed off. "I though I heard someone talk about it. And a bar, too." She hesitated. "I'll help you look for it, if you need."

 

[Madi]

"Well... if you'd like. You don't need to, though." Wydowna said, glancing in the direction Abby had gestured towards.

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

(I'll edit in my reply for you @SachiGrl when you remember what you wrote)

Seven looked quickly to Ezekial as he returned, eyes widening. He looked liked a dead man walking to be honest, and his shadow... just wasn't right. There was something off about it, but while she and Phyra had keen eyesight, she couldn't make out what was off. And what was that burning smell? Phyra, what is that? I... don't know actually. Smells fleshy.Something isn't right...


"Sha'tana." Ezekiel coughed, "Sha'tana. All right... The deed is done Sha'... The thing..." Ezekiel mumbled something. "Anyway.. It's gone.. You shouldn't worry about it, and I made sure to at least keep th-... Keep it clean. And.. Sha'.. Never." Ezekiel took another deep breath and turned his attention to Sha'tana. "Never speak of this to me. Ever again. What happened here, happened.. Forget that thing... It's not natural..." With that ominous trailing off, he walked away with a limp.


"Um... Ms. Sha'tana, I hate to bail on you, but I have to go," Seven stated. Whatever happened to this man clearly wasn't natural, nor was he okay after doing whatever it was he did. And he was clearly injured. So while she couldn't do much, maybe she could at least try to heal him?


Seven stuffed her shades into her coat pocket and rushed out the lobby door. She spotted Ezekiel heading towards the beach and slowed her pace to follow. I look like a creep, don't I? Following him like some sort of lost puppy. Hey, at least you're a cute puppy. Uh... Thanks?

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[LuckynLiving]

I've got nothing better to do." Abby shrugged and started off. "But if you want we gone I'll leave..." I should probably find some way for my eyesight to improve anyway... She rubbed her brown eye with a small noise of discomfort.

 

[Madi]

"Oh no, that's alright... I mean, you've already started leading the way anyways." Wydo smiled, following behind Abby as they walked further down the hallway. She looked, and noticed Abby was fussing with her eye. "Are... you hurt?... What happened?" She asked, not trying to pry, but was genuinely making sure she was ok.

 

[LuckynLiving]

Abby stiffened slightly, but gave a friendly smile. "Not hurt, no... I've kept my eye hidden behind an eyepatch so long, I guess it's not adjusting well. But I'll be fine." She paused. "I appreciate your concern..."