Event Log #002

[caelumstaff]

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. NAV | PREMISE | RULES | FAQ | TAKEN hotelcaelum | caelumserver | caelumooc

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[vecna]

[Excuse you, maybe that was an actual suggestion to help you, ma'am. (Not seeing the irony in him being equally stubborn when she's trying to help him.)]

Turn your head this way. Let me get a good look at it.

[velluminous]

[ with a scowly set to her jaw, she turns her head his direction. Sprezzatura Vaux bruises easily; there's already a dark burgundy blossom of blood pooling under the surface of her skin, right there at the point of her chin. she hit the floor hard. ]

[vecna]

[She must have. Nothing to be done about the burst blood cells beneath her skin at this rate, though Henry still leans minutely in to inspect, eyes drifting across her face.]

The ice will stop the swelling, at least.

[velluminous]

[ she finds herself leaning back, barely. ] Ice will melt before it does anything else. I am tiefling. These things are not quite so useful for me.

[vecna]

[Stubborn. He exhales, straightening.]

Then painkillers, at the very least.

[Those work… on tieflings, right.]

[velluminous]

You want me to do drugs. For my chin.

[vecna]

[He looks at her evenly for a moment or two, feeling like something is lost in translation.]

I'm telling you to take a Tylenol. [Then again, she's from fantasy land... so....

He wouldn't have guessed he would have had this conversation today.] It's commonplace where I'm from. Nothing serious.

[velluminous]

[ do you think Gandalf had Tylenol, Henry? ]

I do not know what this Tylenol is. Regardless of its purpose, most drugs are regarded poorly in Waterdeep.

[vecna]

[Gandalf wouldn’t have been pulled in by his shadow—]

We’re not in Waterdeep, Sprezzatura. Aren’t you aching?

[velluminous]

[ She Has Never Taken An Ibuprofen Before And She's Scared ]

What does that matter? It will stop on its own.

1/2 leaving this here so your meme can be appreciated

[vecna]

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[vecna]

[It’s okay girl, Henry will be your gateway drug.]

Do you want to be sore longer than necessary?

[He stuffs the bloody kerchief in his pocket; he’ll give it back later. For now, he pushes himself off the counter.]

I don’t. Come on, let’s find something.

[velluminous]

[ she steps back as he stands. cognizant of her handkerchief disappearing into his pocket, presumably to never be seen again. that's how it usually shakes out.

strange, she thinks. how as the minutes pass, that unbridled anger begins to neatly pack itself away. his tone of speaking to her changes, even, though she can't quite trace how, only that she's sure it has. ]

You think you will simply find... illicit substances scattered around this hotel. Narcotics floor. Opium den floor.

[vecna]

[Keen of her to have noticed how his anger folds itself back up and packs itself away, piece by piece. Receding into its usual groove carved out of his true personality.

It comes easy with practice. And Henry’s had a lot of practice. Friendly Orderly rearranges itself onto him like a second skin, it just needs time for the furor to go away first.]

It’s not a narcotic. Do you think someone like me, a psychic, wants to take anything that would sully my mind? Those days are over.

[You know, just lab things.]

You can buy this at the local store. It’s not even regulated. Trust me on this.

[velluminous]

[ imagine finding Alindluth at the local apothecary. or Tekkil, for Elminster's sake. the idea itself is nearly laughable. ]

If I fall into coma, or am wracked by seizing pains, this will be your fault.

[vecna]

[I can't believe D&D is so prejudiced against NSAIDs.]

It's not... it's not going to do that. [help] Do you really don't have medicines for aches and pains back in your city?

[velluminous]

Well, yes, but--we go to see cleric when we need them!

[vecna]

Unfortunately, I don't have any magic at my disposal-

[Much less the healing kind!]

-so painkillers will have to do. Are you done cleaning up?

[velluminous]

[ the extra pain came from canon

she glances at herself in the mirror again, her pale face, her dark bags, her ruined hair. yep. all cleaned up. ]

Fine. First test of human medicine on tiefling woman. Wonderful.

[vecna]

[stop I’m still reeling]

You’ll be fine. I’m sure of it.

[Works his faint smile back onto his face, for how well he can wear it, weary as he is.]

And if not? You can yell at me for it all you want.

[velluminous]

[ and just like that: he is the man she met in the elevator again. ]

Cute that you think it will stop at yelling.

[vecna]

[Just like that.]

I’ll take whatever punishment comes.

[Time to follow him out of here!]

[velluminous]

[ honestly, she is so tired she might as well just let this happen. she's slow to follow, slow to walk. weary. ]

Hn. I am sure you will.

[vecna]

[It takes a little exploring, but eventually, a few elevator stops later—

They find a konbini floor. Henry gazes about, brows rising. The lights hurt his head a little, but that’s why he’s here, isn’t it.]

I’m sure they’ll have something here. You can grab a snack while I look.

[velluminous]

[ this is an affront to the senses, and yet also distinctly familiar. she can read nothing, yet she feels like she could. ]

You have brought me to alchemist shop?