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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. :)

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Day Four
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Escape!
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Miles A. Edgeworth
Dec 21 / Ground Floor
bluffing_ruffle on December 19th, 2010 04:52 pm (UTC)
Sanji: what is this bullshit
7 am
notadartboard on December 20th, 2010 04:04 am (UTC)
No, no, no...this can't be happening!

Sanji came down to try to make a meal out of whatever food stores were left in the kitchen, only to find the door blocked with ice. They didn't have a lot, but it was enough, and if he couldn't get to it...

And so he spent the next half an hour whaling on the iced-over doorway, kicking it as hard as he could and not getting anywhere.
Roronoa Zoro of the Strawhat Pirates: grouchy all the time always
Re: 7 am
mrbleedsalot on December 20th, 2010 04:41 am (UTC)
An hour later, Zoro comes down to help guard the kitchen which has kind of become his job now sort of and watches Sanji. He watches the chef from afar, leaning against a nearby table. He continues to watch for awhile, waiting at least half an hour before saying anything.

"...Oi." So eloquent.
Sanji: wargarblenotadartboard on December 20th, 2010 04:45 am (UTC)
Repeated assaults with brief rests in between left Sanji pretty exhausted. And in no mood to be messed with, clearly, as he rounded on Zoro with a sharp, "WHAT?!"
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Sanji: grahnotadartboard on December 21st, 2010 09:06 pm (UTC)
Zoro had just left him, so Sanji was still standing there, glaring at the block of ice. "Breakfast is off," he muttered, as if it weren't obvious.
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incywincyhero: spidey: coldincywincyhero on December 21st, 2010 09:24 pm (UTC)
[[OOC: I missed notadartboard posting right before me, so I moved my comment to that thread so you wouldn't have to RP two different threads taking place at the same time. Hope that's okay!]]

Edited at 2010-12-21 09:50 pm (UTC)
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Remus J. Lupin: Somebody Got Murdered.
5 AM - 4 PM
natureinblood on December 22nd, 2010 12:22 am (UTC)
Despite wanting to sleep, Remus has been downstairs at the front doors, making his own attempts to break down the barrier. So far he hasn't been successful, but there's some signs that another bout of magical backfiring has happened. Remus has cleaned up most of what he's caused, but you may luck out find yourself a witness.

Either way, he won't be deterred from the door until just before sunset, when it becomes inevitable that everyone is going to be trapped inside the hotel with him. Hopefully, someone will be able to keep the doors into the dining hall shut once he's inside.
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Remus J. Lupin: Get a Grip.natureinblood on December 22nd, 2010 02:03 am (UTC)
Remus doesn't even move when Bakura finally approaches, having been very aware of him since he'd first approached.

"It's strongest here. I'd have better luck on one of the higher floors."

The explanation for why he isn't leaving the first goes unsaid.
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Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: I find myself brimming with thoughts.
3 PM
bluepurrymuffin on December 22nd, 2010 05:21 am (UTC)
Hank was tired of pacing the hotel. He was hungry and tired and wanted nothing more than to hide out on the ceiling for the rest of the day. Seeing Remus on his way, he decides to engage.

"You don't look well, Mr. Lupin."
Remus J. Lupin: I Don't Remember Anymore.natureinblood on December 22nd, 2010 05:41 am (UTC)
Remus looked up as someone approached, twirling his wand idly in one hand as he stood before the doors.

"I've come down with something. I usually do this time of the month."
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Ysera: Mortal - some Dreams are shy
About 4 PM
ofthedream on December 22nd, 2010 06:58 am (UTC)
It's almost 4pm and Ysera is sitting in the lobby on a couch, legs folded under her with her skirts tucked around her feet. She's been there for several hours now, watching the other people milling about, and especially Remus.

All around her for a space of about ten feet across is a sort of zone of warmer air. It's neither as warm, nor as large as she would have liked, and it's become something of a drain to keep it going, but it's something she can offer the others around her. Of course, it shouldn't be draining on her to manifest such a small pocket of summer heat from a dream, and she had actually been trying for much more. But it had ended up only hovering around 70 degrees in a small zone around her, rather than flooding the entire lobby with close to 80 degree heat like she'd wanted.

It was terribly frustrating. But at the same time, she knew it meant something that it was more difficult to maintain down here on the first floor than up higher. Though she still couldn't figure out why proximity to the barrier had such an effect on her abilities.
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Tonks walked into the lobby to find Lupin throwing every spell imaginable at the front door - to little avail. She knew why he was going to such effort. She knew what tonight was.

"Wotcher, Remus," she said, softly, "How're you feeling?"
Remus J. Lupin: I Know It's Gonna Happen Someday.natureinblood on December 22nd, 2010 07:20 pm (UTC)
Remus smiles wanly as Tonks approaches.

"Normal given the day. You?"
Remus J. Lupin: Lose This Skin.
5:02 PM inside the dining hall
natureinblood on December 22nd, 2010 07:19 pm (UTC)
The minute he's been given between Miles putting up the ice isn't much. It's enough time to back himself into the farthest corner from the door, muttering that everyone should transform as quickly as they can. Then, it's only waiting, the second ticking off the clock silently.

In one instant, he just looks beyond exhausted, eerily pale and drawn, huddled rather pathetically in the corner to protect what little dignity he has left in front of a handful of strangers; in the next, everything seems to shift all at once.

Bones snap and crack as they reshape themselves, his skin stretching out into place as fur sprouts. Unlike others, there is no getting used to this pain, and for an instant, the scream is all too human as the muscles and bones of his neck and face twist into those of a wolf, before it turns into a howl.

Dropping down to all fours, the transformation finishes, leaving him panting and snarling, the scent of humans lingering in the slowly staling air.
Remus J. Lupin: I Don't Remember Anymore.
4 PM - 11:59 PM
natureinblood on December 22nd, 2010 01:01 am (UTC)
One hour.

Sirius and James are expected and he'd asked quietly at some point during the day that Miles see if there were others with animal shapes willing to assist. He knew at least two others in the building.

Pushing up from the floor slowly, he glances at the clock mounted on the wall, shedding his jacket absently, and putting it over the counter. If the temperature kept decreasing so rapidly, there was no telling what condition things would be in the morning.

[Ground Floor - Day Four for 12 AM - 9 AM!]
James Potter: interested in you
Sometime around 5
thelionharted on December 22nd, 2010 01:26 am (UTC)
Here, then, is a James, poking his head in and heading over to Remus. "Hallo," he says, sprawling down nearby and quirking an eyebrow at Remus.

"How're you doing, then, mate?"
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03: [solo] you woke me up for this?
4:15 PM
pacifisted on December 22nd, 2010 03:45 am (UTC)
Trowa made it a point to get to the dining hall with a good bit of extra time on his hands; if there was something he would need to know (such as whether a bite sustained that night would have any lasting effects) it was best to get the information before there wasn't time to back out. And he really didn't want to back out, given that he could recall a couple of occasions on which he'd either seen or heard of the werewolf and had been curious. There was nothing like experiencing the mess first-hand.

Not to mention that it would be a good idea to check the place out again just to have a good working knowledge of their surroundings. Being trapped for more than twelve hours with a bunch of people he didn't know and a dangerous creature? Gotta be prepared.

He walked in as calmly as you please after nodding to the grey-haired man at the door, looking around the corner to see if he could spot Remus somewhere.
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Miles A. Edgeworth: glassesworth//down
5:01 on the dot
bluffing_ruffle on December 22nd, 2010 05:08 am (UTC)
Much like the hotel at large, if anyone is inside the dining hall at one minute after five in the evening, they are now trapped inside by a wall of the toughest ice he can create and a small ward.

He can't be sure that the wild magic leaking into the building and turning all the rest of the foreign ice and snow into untouchable, power-resistant walls won't make its way over to the double doors. They just might all wake up the next morning to find that the way out had been permanently blocked--and if that happened, everyone would be in trouble unless the other wizards got together and started trying to undo the barrier spells from around the hotel.

Which he hoped they would do anyway. Sirius' efforts had been valiant, but other than a rumor regarding a young man spewing snow from his mouth, nothing too useful had come out of it (and he only considered it useful in the sense that it added just the right touch to the boy's impersonation of him; really, by that point, he was just tempted to lock Black in one of the rooms for everyone else's sanity).

Trap or not, though, he had to do it.

The only other choice was to let Lupin roam the hotel.

Miles put the finishing touch on the freezing of the doors and reached a hand up to trail his gloved fingertips down the cold, hard surface, allowing himself a moment of guilt.

...Maybe he would apologize in the morning.

If they could all still get back out.
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Youichi Hiruma: ♦ Golbat face!
4:45
hellcommander on December 23rd, 2010 04:16 am (UTC)
Hiruma arrives early, though not as early as his leonine companion. He had a few things to attend to, first. Like barricading their door so no one would get the bright idea to break into it and steal it from them. He's wearing as little as he can get away with without freezing; his black button-down shirt and his pinstriped slacks. He nods to Edgeworth and hands him something, having a brief conversation before entering into the dining room.

"This should be an interesting evening," spoken without any sort of inflection. Just a statement. He retires to one of the corners and begins to do some basic stretches. He's going to need to be limber. While he stretches, he examines the ceiling. There's plenty of light fixtures, molding and other such things that he can hang from. That's good. He'll be able to see everything from up there.
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BOOSTER GOLD: not gonna sit around and wait.
11 AM
boosterbutt on December 22nd, 2010 04:39 am (UTC)
[ Booster isn't by all means an early riser. He tries sleeping in as long as possible since during the night, it was damn near impossible with all cold it was getting. He was lucky enough to have Ted to cuddle to for warmth. When he couldn't wiggle around anymore, he decides to check the kitchen only to find it blocked off with ice. He hugs himself as he stares at it for a moment and swears loudly. ]

Are you fucking kidding me?!

Edited at 2010-12-22 04:39 am (UTC)
Carrie Kelley: audience;girlyboywonder on December 22nd, 2010 06:38 am (UTC)
[There's a Robin hanging out over here, wrapped in blankets and pretty much just watching people. Some of the attempts to get out are awfully amusing. And there's always the chance that one of them might work, too! And the reactions to the frozen-over kitchen never get old.]

Yeah, actually. Big joke. Kicking it opens the secret door, though.
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FOR TRUTH, JUSTICE, AND LIBERTY. - boosterbutt on December 23rd, 2010 10:07 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Ted S. Kord/Blue Beetle II: Beetle: ...Huh.
11 AM
notniteowl on December 22nd, 2010 09:28 am (UTC)
[Ted has apparently followed Booster downstairs in hopes of foooood. He pauses and wraps his arms around Booster's waist.]

Wait, what the hell?
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(no subject) - notniteowl on December 23rd, 2010 02:51 am (UTC) (Expand)
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(no subject) - notniteowl on December 24th, 2010 10:13 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - boosterbutt on December 27th, 2010 03:12 am (UTC) (Expand)
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(no subject) - boosterbutt on December 27th, 2010 03:15 am (UTC) (Expand)
Sanji: unimpressed
because Sanji needs to meet more capes
notadartboard on December 23rd, 2010 07:26 am (UTC)
No. No kidding at all.

[he came back down in search of more buckets to hold ice and, by extension, meltwater so people can drink. Figures he treated them all to such good food yesterday, they'd come looking again]
(no subject) - boosterbutt on December 23rd, 2010 10:09 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - notadartboard on December 23rd, 2010 10:33 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - boosterbutt on December 27th, 2010 03:07 am (UTC) (Expand)
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