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19 December 2010 @ 10:42 am
C&C HOLIDAY JAMJAR ICE HOTEL HELL: AFTER-AFTER-AFTER-AFTER-PARTY  
WHO: That 'tag yourselves in' thing? Yeah. Let's do that again.
WHERE: The Gorsewick Hotel YOUR BRAND-NEW PRISON. :D
WHEN: Late evening of December 19th through 6PM December 22nd
WARNINGS: Time will tell, so for now, let's just cover our basics until more specific ones can be made: cursing, violence, drama, couples, etc.
SUMMARY: Everyone who attended the holiday dinner thrown by Remus and Miles is now trapped together in an icy hell for three and a half days. As the days progress, conditions worsen, growing incredibly severe. What, exactly, will several dozen people of all shapes, sizes, powers, and alignments do when forced to face their combined and potentially horrific impending doom...?
FORMAT: IF IT FEELS GOOD, DO IT! Long prose, action brackets, rapidfire dialogue, present tense, past tense--whatever floats your narrative boat!



OOC PLOT INTRODUCTION

As characters progress through the days ICly, any number of things can and will be going wrong. This is an experiment in balancing free-form play with guideline challenges, so it's set up a little differently. In order to allow players as much time as possible to play, we have decided to provide a way for all four days to be accessible at once rather than attempting/spamming with a new log every day. Play and tag around however you like--if you want to take each day as it comes, that is perfectly welcome; if you would like to move back and forth between them, that is also 100% valid as an option. Don't worry too much about perfect continuity timing, either--this is for fun, not science, so do as much as you want to!

Please also remember that you are not restricted to only tagging into something on the IC day; players may start, finish, or generally carry on as far beyond the 22nd as they want! If we still have people actively threading and playing around doing new things on January 13th, this log is not over and you are not late. Let's see if we can make LJ's comment limit weep for mercy!

Visual aides are provided for each floor on each day, with important reminders on the side, so that a quick memory jog is just around the corner if you need to check back on a detail; please comment to these floor-markers when making new threads so that people can find the action by day and floor. The hotel is laid out exactly as shown, including room arrangements, floor designs, frozen-through bathrooms, how far the snow explosions initially extend inward, and all that, so you won't have to worry about whether your made-up detail meshes with someone else's.

When starting a new thread, do so under the appropriate day/floor subsections, and please try to mark your initial subject title informatively to some degree so that people will know what they're looking for--whether it's open or closed, or what general time of day it is, or who's in it, or what it's about, or any combination of the sort. It'll really be helpful to everyone OOCly, since characters will more than likely be doing an awful lot during their stay... after all, where else are they going to go~?

Remember, this was primarily created an exercise in CR rut-breaking, characters learning how to work as a community (or, depending on how dangerous they are, how to better work against it), and lasting personal developments... so have fun and let's shake out those tired old RPing limbs! :D



SPECIAL DETAILS

The order of NPC cold-virus carriers is as follows, skipping places if necessary due to deaths before the appropriate turn.
The three tourists, the two housekeepers, the grandson, his grandmother, the bellhop, the husband and wife, the front desk clerk, and Edgeworth himself.
If someone kills the tourists along the way, it is to be assumed that the two housekeepers become the next reason people are falling sick (and it's possible that their killer gets it him/herself). In that scenario, if someone did not interact with the tourists, but did shake hands with the housekeeper, it means they suddenly become at risk of getting sick even if they weren't before. Should it happen to get down to Edgeworth-as-main-disease-spreader, please take note of the following: because of the effects his powers have on him, he has not been/will not be presenting symptoms, and it's very likely that a great many people will have been around him at least once...
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Nobody will/can actually be bitten by Lupin on the night of the 21st, as Ty has not cleared the making of new werewolves, although close calls, other injuries, panics, mob reaction/mob defense, and whatnot are welcome!
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AS OF 5AM ON THE 22ND, THERE WILL BE NO ELECTRICITY. NO LIGHT. NO HEAT. NO TV. NOTHING. JUST PITCH-BLACKNESS, UNLESS OTHER LIGHT SOURCES CAN BE FOUND/MADE OR YOUR CHARACTER CAN SEE IN THE DARK. MAKE FRIENDS WITH USEFUL PEOPLE PDQ OR RISK BANGED SHINS AND FALLS DOWN A STAIRCASE.
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There really will be no running water as of 4PM December 20th. That's probably going to translate to an awful lot of horrible-smelling people by the end of the plot. Combined with the need to keep close to conserve heat... well, I can only suggest that your characters pick up a clothespin or some cotton balls from the ground floor's housekeeping supply room before it gets too cold to go down there.
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Miles and Remus are obviously not getting their security deposit back when this is over, and the owner will be cashing in his insurance policy with a sigh before deciding to just open a small coffee shop named Beenz next time.


FAQ

I have ____ power! I can totally do _____ to the blizzard/force field! Hooray!
Nope--sorry! For the duration of the plot, when it comes to trying to break free, you can consider your powers pretty hardcore nerfed by the multi-layered and ultra-complicated nature of Remus' wild magic and the sheer force feeding into it from the storm. Attempting to meddle with either the trap or the blizzard will fail... and more than likely, backfire in fascinating (but not always safe) ways. Feel free to make up your own effects and/or explanation for why they don't function. And, yes... this includes all-powerful god-types, too. The only way anyone gets out is through death or, more likely, the end of the plot. :)

Also, while areas of the hotel can be made warmer or colder as PC actions are taken, the slide toward most of the space within suffering below-freezing temperatures and cold damage is pretty much inexorable. The same magical containment field keeping the huge walls and ceiling of snow and ice in place is also expanding to mingle with Edgeworth's power as they essentially begins leaking into the hotel itself, meaning that once something is frozen/snowed over, that's it--once the shower is turned into a block of ice, it's blocked in until 6PM on the 22nd. Power backfires apply to these situations the same way they would the barrier outside the hotel.

Obviously, if your power is superstrength and you'd like to throw a king-sized bed at someone or teleport up a floor or Ruffle the towel rack, that's cool, as that's not escaping the hotel.

It's not so bad. My character will just chill out and talk on the comms until they can get out.
Theoretically a good idea, but other than the 'chill out' bit--and there will be plenty of that, believe you me--it's not gonna work. HP magic causes problems with Muggle tech, and with something as powerful as that? Well. From the moment the field and blizzard strike, comm functions will be mangled. Their ability to send or receive messages will be very twitchy on the first two days, with the feeds coming in and going out pretty damn garbled or static-y. On the 21st, the few messages that come in/get out will probably become nigh-unreadable. On the 22nd, they will stop working completely until such time as the characters escape.

You... don't have enough beds. At all. Are you aware of that?
Yes. The floor plans were intentionally designed to make it so that even from the very start there are less than half as many bed spaces as will be needed. This number will shrink as time goes on and beds become ruined by PC/NPC actions or main plot events. I hope some of you like tubs, hallways, and couches.

Can I add plots in ways that aren't in the pre-existing design?
Sure! If a Weasley twin wants to turn a half-dozen people into giant canaries and set them loose on the remaining inhabitants of the hotel, go right on ahead! That's what you're all here to do, actually. Same for anyone who'd like to start a fight, hold a competition, roast an NPC, attempt to poison a person they don't like, etc. Not everyone will react to being trapped in an ice block with 60+ strangers for four days in the exact same way...

Oh holy hell someone just did something that's going to kill us all quick quick what do we do AAAAGH WHO LIT THE ENTIRE SECOND FLOOR ON FIRE WE'RE ALL GONNA BURN IN HERE!!!!
If something gets way, way too far out of hand, and can't be resolved by any other PCs, either Ty or Grimm can be contacted and asked to BS a plot-device end to it somehow. I don't foresee this actually being a possible problem in any way, but if it somehow is at some point or another, don't worry about it. We're all here to have fun. No panicking necessary. <3

Okay, but seriously. My character just got _____ injury/is sick/is dying.
Then you'd better hope there's somebody who can help them out in the hotel with them! Nobody and nothing comes in or goes out until 6PM on the 22nd. Mind you, we totally encourage all manner of dramatics, these included, but be prepared for any possible consequences to your actions :3

So it IS okay if I want to die, right?
Of course. Your character may die along the way in some fashion or other if you want them to; mind you, you'll have to clear it with the mods first. The NPCs can also all be offed along the way if you feel the need, with that being first-come first-served and with the acknowledgement that retcons or 'THE REAL TRUTH' scenarios may become necessary as a result. (You may want to hit up the OOC comm announcement HERE if you would like to kill one/some of them in order to give other players as much of a heads-up as possible.)

Someone's starting to sing Kumbaya. Or Row, Row, Row Your Boat. Or both. Badly.
Get ear plugs, punch their teeth in, or sing along with them. Your choice. I can't be held responsible for poor tastes in music.

You're a sick, sick person.
I know. :)

DAY/FLOOR LINKS TO PREVENT SLOW LOADING/BROWSER FREEZES AND CRASHES
Day One
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Day Two
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Day Three
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Day Four
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Escape!
Here (4th Floor)
 
 
 
Miles A. Edgeworth
Dec 19 / Third Floor
bluffing_ruffle on December 19th, 2010 04:44 pm (UTC)
Fakir: but didn't care because he had to do itinsourarmor on December 20th, 2010 01:51 am (UTC)
The first order of business, as far as Fakir was concerned, was finding a place to sleep until whatever absurd freak occurrence this was passed. Or just somewhere to keep away from the various weirdos at the party. Thankfully, he'd been able to obtain a key from the front desk. He had been in a hurry, really, and hadn't even glanced at the room number until he'd grabbed Mytho and headed for the stairs.

Room 204 wasn't nearly as spacious as he would have liked, but he could console himself by believing that this would make it less desirable to others.

He locked the door behind them anyway.
Rue/Princess Kraehe: a serious girleasyopentabs on December 22nd, 2010 03:44 am (UTC)
Rue did not want to do this. Indeed, if it were her choice, she would sleep in the hallway before coming to the place she'd seen Fakir head in earlier. But she'd searched the hotel top to bottom, and had still not managed to find any sign of Duck, and no sign of a room that was not taken. So here she was, hoping to find her friend with the two people she most did not want to see, a part of her almost wishing she wasn't here, even if it was the last place she could think to look.

Hesitantly, she reached up and knocked on the door, loud enough to wake them both if they were sleeping.

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Fakirinsourarmor on December 22nd, 2010 04:06 am (UTC)
Fakir came to the door a moment later, totally unaccompanied, his face set in a scowl. He stepped up next to Mytho, a half a step nearer to Rue. He had not placed himself between him, but his posture indicated that he was quite ready to do so if he saw reason to.

"What are you doing here?" he asked coolly.
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OPEN for harassment, I guess! - insourarmor on December 22nd, 2010 05:16 am (UTC) (Expand)
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Rikku: Alarm ♣ Yunie get the ointment.
closed to santo
chrysophilist on December 20th, 2010 02:15 am (UTC)
[Rikku had made a mad dash for the third floor once she'd discovered that they were trapped inside the hotel. This was definitely not what she had signed up for. But, upon finding an empty room, she immediately picked the lock on the door (so what if it was electronic, she was pretty decent with those too), and waved Santo upstairs. Room 205 it was.]

C'mon, before they're all taken!

Edited at 2010-12-20 02:16 am (UTC)
 Santo Vaccarro // Rockslide: bawha?rock_it_punch on December 20th, 2010 02:22 am (UTC)
[Santo crept along the hallways in what he thought passed for a stealthy manner (it didn't) and rocktiptoed his way over to the room.] Gimme a sec. We don't want anyone to notice and like. Fistfight us for it. [Beat.] Or do we. [Regardless, he backed his way across the hall and then...rolled into the room. Making more noise than he would if he had walked.]
Rikku: Breathe ♣ Take a moment to think.chrysophilist on December 20th, 2010 03:02 am (UTC)
[She almost yelped when he... rolled on in, but just sighed instead and went to the bed, wrapping herself up in the blanket. Even wearing more clothes than usual, she was still a little chilly.]

Was that totally necessary?
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Nico di Angelo ☠  Son of Hades
Room 201
thekingofghosts on December 20th, 2010 07:16 am (UTC)
Nico left the main floor as soon as he'd figured out they were stuck, before the crowds could really get to him. Or Dr. Crane.

He stakes out room 201, on the grounds that it's not too high (because the sky is Zeus' territory where the son of Hades isn't ever really welcome, and old habits die hard even in a whole new dimension), and his fear aura suppressing amulet comes off not too long after he and the good doctor settle in. Anyone who wants to intrude will have fun dealing with that unpleasant creepy feelings all night long.
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Nico di Angelo ☠  Son of Hades: pic#105405428thekingofghosts on December 20th, 2010 08:55 am (UTC)
"Nope." Nico relies on stealth to supplement the fact that he goes it alone most of the time, and a one-...twelve year old...-army is not particularly intimidating. That means a lot of tiny cramped hiding spots.

He flops down onto one of the two large beds, swinging his feet and fidgeting with the hem of his shirt while Crane explored. He feels a bit uncomfortable, knowing that he's stuck in a building full of people that have yelled at him after learning what he could do, but at least Dr. Crane is here.

He's admittedly equal parts relieved he didn't come alone and guilty about dragging Jon into this mess. "Hopefully we won't be stuck here as long as I got stuck the last time I went to a Hotel that trapped people."
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if (defined or Knock knock != "") { print "
Knock knock" + "
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There's a soft knock on the door, and a muffled "it's me!" to announce Sirius's presence.
Nico di Angelo ☠  Son of Hades: pic#105412726thekingofghosts on December 21st, 2010 01:30 am (UTC)
Well, Sirius doesn't count. Nico puts the amulet back on and pads over to the door, pulling it open. "... Hey."
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Obi-Wan Kenobi: lol idk
placeholder, 203
taughttolisten on December 20th, 2010 09:18 pm (UTC)
((ooc: will tag this tonight with Jedi))
Qui-Gon Jinn
oh christmas ruining my rp schedule
answer2darkness on December 30th, 2010 04:19 am (UTC)
[[Qui-Gon... is not officially staying in this room, per se. But early the next morning, there he is, holding down the fort while the others mill about. He's spent much of the night observing the other guests and exploring the hotel for any indication of just what's happened. He's looking forward to a few minutes of peace in which to meditate. Which he won't get.
Cade Skywalker: what the vapin'-
tee hee
karkdestiny on December 30th, 2010 04:22 am (UTC)
[WELL IF YOU'RE NOT STAYING OFFICIALLY IN THIS ROOM

HE WILL

cade is cold and grumpy and wants to block out all these damn people for a while. privacy, anyone? at this point he only cares so much about /sharing/, he's kind of just scavenging for a bed and this is the room he's come to

so cue the door opened, him taking a step inside-

-and halting, eyes wide, at the sight of an unhappily familiar figure
]
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James Potter: Gryffindor: And then they made me their
204
thelionharted on December 21st, 2010 06:07 am (UTC)
In between his bouts of being annoyed at Sirius, comforting Lily, and trying his best to find a bloody way out of this place, James has laid claim to room 204. It's not too far and not too close to Remus and Edgeworth's room, near enough that it will be easily accessible during the full moon. There's free space, though, and he is willing to share with whoever needs a spot to sleep. Maybe even if it's Snape.
if (defined or != "") { print "
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Lily would gladly-and gratefully- accept some of that extra space. She'd be relieved in having a set room to stay in.
James Potter
And by 204, I totally meant 205. OOPS.
thelionharted on December 21st, 2010 07:17 am (UTC)
Excellent! She's welcome, then, as is Sirius. (And whoever he decides to bring with him, as it happens.) What, more body warmth is always a plus.
if (defined or Open: Hallway on the way to 205; 9:30pm != "") { print "
Open: Hallway on the way to 205; 9:30pm" + "
"; } purmoncul on December 21st, 2010 10:24 pm (UTC)
The elevator doors open to reveal Sirius, levitating a groggy Eleanor, who is floating on her back midair, her head supported gently in his hand while he holds his wand out over her to keep her aloft. Backing slowly along the hall, he heads for room 205.

One hand full of wand and the other full of the lump on Eleanor's noggin, he knocks on the door with his foot. "Hello? You lot in there?"
Eleanor Lamb: Restless Nightsnotyourutopian on December 21st, 2010 10:58 pm (UTC)
Eleanor woke up some in the elevator, though it took her a while to realize what was actually going on. One arm reached around to feel at the empty air underneath her, a look of confusion on her face, and then she reached up to touch the hand with the wand above her head, patting at it as if making sure it was real.

"Not dreaming?" She said absently. At least this probably meant she wasn't dead, which was nice.
James Potter: whaaaat?thelionharted on December 21st, 2010 11:45 pm (UTC)
James opens the door and blinks a bit. "Bloody hell, what happened to you lot? Should I find a first aid kit or something?"
Rue/Princess Kraehe: tell me what I want to hear
open, elevator
easyopentabs on December 22nd, 2010 05:42 am (UTC)
After waiting a ridiculous amount of time for the elevator doors to open (just how old was this building anyway?), Rue stepped inside, leaning against the cool metal railing at the back.
Fakir: but didn't care because he had to do it
OPEN, shouting up and down the stairwells
insourarmor on December 22nd, 2010 05:55 am (UTC)
It seemed Fakir could never get any peace. If he went to a Christmas party, some catastrophe would happen, and if he found some measure of comfort in waiting out the catastrophe, surely something would go wrong in short order. In this case, Duck was missing, or at least not accounted for. As a result, he was now stamping up and down the stairwell calling for her, occasionally poking his head out into the hallways.
if (defined or != "") { print "
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[Helping others is easier than focusing on her own distress, so when Lily hears the calling, she approaches.]

You're looking for someone? I can try and help.