EVENT LOG
number 002
The hotel humbly hopes that you're settling in well and are taking advantage of the various pleasures on offer for your stay. In Mr Bennet's opinion, things have been going quite well and he doesn't think that the guests are unhappy at all. New guests have arrived, some have left, it's all going along perfectly. So, of course, this is when the next troublesome thing pops up.
SHADOWS
One morning, characters will find the hotel to be a little dimmer than usual, a little more shadowy. Yet if anyone asks Mr Bennet about it, he will claim to not have noticed anything different than usual. Either way, as the characters move on with their day, they'll start to notice a few odd things start to happen. PHASE ONE: Initially, characters will notice their shadow beginning to move a little out of sync with them. Discreetly at first until eventually, their shadow takes on a life of its own, mischievously playing with characters and enjoying their newfound freedom. Very Peter Pan, and completely harmless.
PHASE TWO: Now, shadows might disappear entirely, roaming the hotel to their own discretion and ignoring the characters they belong to. As the shadow takes on this free will, characters will begin to feel slightly off balance and have a hard time feeling whole without their shadow around. The shadow may become slightly aggressive as well if told they should return to their characters, fighting back in their own way from knocking things over to outright attacking other characters. It's a little hard to fight back though when your opponent is a shadow, isn't it?
PHASE THREE: The shadows have become fully aggressive now, fighting anyone who tries to get them to return to their original person. Characters will find themselves feeling weak and low energy as a result of losing their shadow. Eventually, the shadows will come back to their owners but the characters will find themselves sinking into their shadow, eventually changing places entirely with their shadow. The only way to rescue a character from this fate is for another character to pull them out of their shadow forcibly. The bright side is once a character is pulled out of their shadow, it all returns to normal and their shadow is no longer sentient. These phases will last over the course of the week and it is quite alright to stay in phase one/two/three. Not all shadows will become aggressive, not all shadows will be playful. Feel free to manipulate your character's shadow in the way that's most fun for you.
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But seeing that show means she can't help but stop and stare.
Oh. That's a pickle.
Ringo quirks an eyebrow, and then she strides forward, heels clicking on the floor, hands lifted to... literally shoo the shadows away.]
Shoo, shoo, you're being pests!
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shadow 1 and shadow 2 look abjectly offended that Ringo would dare to shoo them when they're having so much fun? as much as shadows can emote, anyway. they make big, showy booing motions and dismissive gestures as though they are trying to shoo Ringo off in turn.
meanwhile, up on the teetering ladder, Sprezzatura yowls like a pissy cat. a little wiggle left, a terrible wiggle right... but she doesn't tip yet. y e t. maybe she can catch onto the bookshelf without tipping it over? —no. terrible idea. ]
Help??
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Hold on tight--I'm gonna tilt it against that bookshelf so you can climb down.
[As if the shadows are going to allow them to blatantly ignore them like that.]
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SIKE!!
she looks down at Ringo in turn, glasses dangling precariously from her nose, white-knuckling the top rung. there isn't even time to feel relief when she steadies the ladder, because she sees that shadowy flicker— ]
Get away from her!
[ of both shadows thrown up against the books as they creep up, one behind the other, and then... lunge to literally monkey onto Ringo's back. ]
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[SHE SEES!!!
That's all she gets the chance to say, though, before the shadow lunges onto her back. Ringo lets go of the ladder immediately to keep her sudden lack of balance from taking the ladder down with her, windmilling her arms as she staggers.]
H-hey--! Get off! How can you even touch me, you're not even solid!
[Sorry Sprezzatura.]
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squawking with a complete absence of elegance or volume control as she begins to wobble extremely precariously, swaying back and forth—and finally too far forth, that it begins to tip over backwards into the bookshelf behind her. oof.
if at all possible, the shadows look to be laughing... or at least the one that isn't actively trying to climb up onto Ringo's shoulders does. that one's going for a handful of hair. sorry. ]
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[Still, even with her hair being yanked and a shadow knocking her balance way off via hanging off of her shoulders, Ringo's aware of poor Sprezzatura's predicament--and without any better option, she's gotta turn to her demon friend.
This guy, not little at all, but at least waist height, appears at Ringo's call.]
Come on, grab her ladder before she falls! [Black Frost rolls his eyes. "This isn't what you contracted with me for, lady."]
Yeah, yeah, I'll make it up to you, just--Ow, quit it!
[Sorry that it's Ringo who found you, Sprezzatura. At the very least, the demon does spring over to steady the ladder.]
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in fact—did one just bite her? ]
Oh, my god!
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Hey! Get off! I swear, I'm going to--!
[She topples, and knocks into the bookshelf the ladder is now leaning against.
Sorry if that makes you even more unsteady, Sprezzatura.]
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It is going to come down!
[ and, indeed, with the books toppling from the shelves
it seems true. ]
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Sorry, time for you to get off that ladder!
[She is helping Sprezzatura along.
By kicking the ladder out.
Sorry.
For what it's worth, Black Frost is right underneath her, ready to catch her, surprisingly strong for his side (given he's a demon and all).]
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into Black Frost's steadfast arms. ]
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH—
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Oh.
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And Ringo just swings around to aim a punch at one of the shadows.
It's a shadow so it probably doesn't do anything, but it sure is satisfying to try.]
Now leave! Nobody wants you here, jeeze, take a hint!
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Sprezzatura snarls, reaching down to fetch one of the fallen books—as though she were going to hurl it after them, but instead, she clutches it protectively to her chest. ]
Ne'er-do-wells!
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[She's with you, Sprezzatura!! Ringo sighs, spreading her arms a little with a heavy shrug.]
You okay?
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Blyat. Acting like fiends, they... Your hair, is it alright?
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[Ringo just starts picking up the tossed around books with an aggrieved puff of air.]
Still, they're a huge pain, aren't they? I haven't really come up with a good way to deal with them. I'm used to things being more... punchable where I come from.
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It defies logic. If I only knew how, then it would only be matter of time before I once more brought them to heel.
[ that was a little... intense? ]
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[It's intense but also, those shadows were dicks.]
Still... I don't really have any good ideas either. Even a clue would be a good starting point.
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Not to mention the amount of energy it would take to keep a place like this running.
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Lots of power in and of itself doesn't mean malice... just usually.
[ha ha]