Event Log #004

[caelumstaff]

EVENT LOG number 004 Happy New Year, folks! The Hotel is settling into the New Year with little fanfare. Mr Bennet remains at his post behind the hotel desk and helps check guests in and out daily. The Hotel continues to hustle and bustle and nothing seems to be going too awry beyond the usual shenanigans. In fact, one might even call this the slow season for the Hotel. THE FLOOR IS LAVA That is until the second week of the month where the intercoms start with Mr Bennet's pleasant voice coming through. "Hello, hello! This is just a small warning that one of our floors, the current 79th floor to be exact, has had a small... malfunction, I suppose, and will be affecting the other floors of the Hotel. No word yet from maintenance when this will be over, so stay on your toes, my dear guests!" And that's it. No indication of what the problem is, or anything like that. It's up to you to figure out what's going on! And what is going on? Well, it'll become obvious very quickly when wherever characters happen to be in the Hotel, they'll soon start feeling a very obvious warmth on the floor below them. It'll increase the longer they stay standing in one spot until it's almost burning their feet. The only salve for this will be hopping onto a nearby piece of furniture and getting their feet off the floor. It'll soon become obvious that the entire Hotel has been wrapped in a game of The Floor is Lava, including the floor turning into actual lava on some of the floors. SAFETY SLEEPOVER Of course, the Hotel is not cruel enough to make the entire Hotel unsafe and soon enough Mr Bennet's voice will come through on the intercom again. "For those looking for respite from our current Hotel wide game," because clearly it's a game now. "We'll be serving tea and cake in the lounge on the ground floor. Maintenance has been able to fix the lounge for now so feel free to come by when you can if you'd like to rest. We have sleeping bags!" As folks enter the lounge, they'll find that Mr Bennet is true to his word. The lounge has been converted into a giant sleepover, with sleeping bags lining the floor and a long table off to the side where people can eat their tea and cakes. Mr Bennet is near the food table, handing out pajamas, toothbrushes, and sleep masks to those who request them. There's some new doors off to the side leading to some restrooms, at least, so guests can change in private. Though, one thing to point out is when Mr Bennet says there's tea and cakes, the cakes happen to be lava cakes. He thinks he's funny. THE FLOOR IS ICE It'll take about two days for hotel maintenance to fix the Hotel and return it to normal. So that's two days of living out of the lounge or hopping around the Hotel to get places. What a headache. Mr Bennet will make another lively announcement on the intercom. "We are back in business, folks! I've just been given word that everything should have return to normal now. Though, there is a warning to make sure not to walk around barefoot for at least another day or so while the Hotel settles. Thank you for your patience!" What that means becomes obvious soon as anyone walking around now will feel that the floor is especially cold. That's a bit better than the heat, at least, but still kind of a pain in the ass. Anyone who tries to walk around barefoot will find that their feet quickly start to freeze but any permanent damage is easily avoidable by putting on some socks or getting off the floor entirely. Though that said, the ice does lead to some furniture sliding around and even with shoes on, characters might find themselves sliding too. What a lovely end to the holidays. NAV | PREMISE | RULES | FAQ | TAKEN hotelcaelum | caelumserver | caelumooc

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[feyfound]

i 🦋 the floor is lava

[ Juniper has honestly been having a blast despite the floor being lava! It's great training for traversing difficult terrain and other such perilous conditions! She'll be found hopping from furniture to furniture with powerful bunny leaps, but also flitting about any and all floors donning her Witchlight Monarch regalia, granting her fairy wings on her back and a crown of butterflies over her head.

As she spots someone who might still need some assistance after Mr. Bennet's announcement, she'll call out: ]

Heeeeeey! Do you need help getting to the sleepover!?

ii 🦋 sleepover

[ Upon arriving at the sleepover, Juniper's regalia fade away into glimmering pixie dust and she rolls through like a whirlwind, grabbing supplies from the Mr. Bennet and then soon emerging from the restrooms perfectly comfy in her froggie kigurumi! Conveniently, it even has little holes for her ears and tail to poke through. Ever seen a bunny-frog? Now you have.

Anyway, it's time for cake! Though she is utterly shocked at what she hears of it once she is served her piece, and she falls dramatically to her knees, wailing without regard for anyone who may already be sleeping: ]

The cake is lava, too!?

[ IS NOTHING SACRED ANYMORE!! DAMN YOU MR. BENNET...! ]

iii 🦋 the floor is ice

[ Some furniture is sliding around, huh... Perfect. It doesn't take very long for Juniper to turn this into some strange training or adventuring exercise, too, namely...

That it's time to do some literal couch-surfing. Whether you're walking down a hallway or simply minding your own business in some lounge, peace is soon interrupted by the sounds of her squealing and laughing until she comes skidding across the ice on an entire loveseat, using only the friction of her socks on the ice to stop the movement. ]

Wooo! Wanna hop on!? I promise it's fun!

🦋 wildcard
( as ever I am ezpz just hmu with whatever!! )

ii

[crimsin]

[ Help. He just looks over from a nearby table where he’s already digging into his own cake with a fork. ]

There is not real lava in the cake, I promise.

[feyfound]

[ Glancing over at him and looking at his cake, and then back at her own cake. ]

...Oh...

[ she sounds... disappointed??! ]

Is it yummy?

[crimsin]

Oh, absolutely! The "lava" is actually chocolate sauce!

[ He motions to the chair next to him. ]

Come sit! You must give it a try.

[feyfound]

What!? I like chocolate!

[ Which means she is springing right back onto her feet and joining him! Before she cuts into her own lava cake, however, she is leaning in to closely inspect Nico's. ]

Ohh... so it's like a tiny volcano of chocolate!

[crimsin]

Exactement! Oh, if only we had some vanilla ice cream to go with.

the floor is ice!!

[encoffins]

[He watches as she skids to a stop just inches before him; Vincent's dressed for the cold, wearing a mock turtleneck sweater with its collar unfurled and pulled allll the way up to cover the bottom half of his face. He doesn't care if he looks dumb. This is similar to his original character design anyway.

He stares.]

Having fun? ...Aren't you cold?

[Not terribly surprising Juni's having the time for her life, to be honest.]

[feyfound]

I'm having a great time!

[ And she's going to make it everyone's problem. Juniper has traded out her usual crop tops and sleeveless shirts for something more icy floor-appropriate, though it's certainly not as toasty as Vincent's giant turtleneck. ]

I guess it is a little chilly, though, especially when this thing picks up speed on the ice!

[ She slaps the back of the couch like one would the hood of a car, even if she doesn't know what a car is. And then she sniffles.

...Maybe she is a bit cold, yeah. ]

[encoffins]

[Oh, girl.

...

He's going to feel like an Old Man saying this, but it needs to be said regardless:]

You're going to catch a cold like that, you know.

[He supports her sliding around in the corridor as much as she likes; what's the harm? But he's gotta point out her sniffle.]

[feyfound]

[ She is definitely having a flashback to one of her many guardians saying this exact same thing.

Wrinkling her nose and sniffling some more, Juniper makes a dithering sort of noise as she glances about the room before she finds... A throw blanket on more different sofa! ]

—Oho! Do you see what I see, Mr. Grim!?

[encoffins]

[He follows his gaze across the shining swath of ice, landing on the item in question:]

A throw blanket?

[Hm.]

Let me guess... you want to slide over there and retrieve it.

ii

[riproduzione]

[ A sleepover is the last thing Abbacchio wants to be attending, frankly. He'd rate it just above playing the floor is lava (without the addition of actual lava), thank you very much. He's been grumping around, looking like he's dressed more for a gym than he is a sleepover. Currently sat in a comfy looking chair, and within earshot of distraught wailing about cake, he turns to tell the source of the noise to keep it down, only to be met with something very green. And vaguely fuzzy? ]

Wha— [ he blinks, clearly only half-awake. ] What are you supposed to be dressed as?

[ … rude. ]

[feyfound]

[ The leporine ears peeking out from little slits in the frog onesie's hood twitch and swivel in the direction of Abbachio's voice when he asks his question, and Juniper soon turns her head to glance at him. Still with her plate of lava cake in her hands and kneeling on the floor after her dramatic outburst, she responds, chipper as if she hadn't just been wailing in agony: ]

I'm a frog!

[ Duh! ]

Is it confusing because of my ears and tail? I guess I'm more like a frabbit? Or a frunny?

writing this while literally wearing a kigu

[riproduzione]

… right.

[ He supposes when she turns around to face him, the hood looks sort of like a frog. Without that, she just looked like an odd caterpillar. Not that he says that, of course, if he knows anything about women — and he absolutely doesn't — it's that telling them they look like a bug probably isn't great. ]

I think… Frabbit sounds better. [ frunny doesn't have quite the same mouthfeel. ] But why are you dressed like a frog?

[ Unfortunately, he's like a boomer trapped in a twenty-year-old body; he wasn't around for the craze, so he's instead oblivious to the fact kigurumi are a thing. He's wondering if he missed a memo. No one else seems to be dressed up as an animal… ]

im so glad

[feyfound]

[ PLEASE call her a bug, she'd probably love that, as long as it's a cool or cute bug. One of her uncles calls her Junebug on the regular! ]

I don't know! This is what they gave me to wear!

[ As a ye olde, Juniper has no idea what this is, either, but she's clearly the type to just go along with literally anything. ]

[riproduzione]

[ Oh. He can't help but wonder now if the hotel staff have some sort of idea on what everyone's personal tastes might be, because he wasn't handed some sort of animal themed costume to don. (Which he's immensely grateful for, considering his namesakes.) But the fact Juniper just goes with it is something he guesses he respects, it's probably the best way to deal with everything that happens at the hotel. More importantly, she doesn't seem too bothered by what she's been given to wear. Kind of the opposite, really. ]

So, if you're not upset being dressed as a frog? Then why— [ the almost ear-splitting dramatics?] The, ah… Commotion?

[ The wailing he'd heard, but not the specifics of why. ]

i

[verkelmpt]

[ Evan is currently sitting cross-legged on a side table with an elbow on one knee, his chin resting in his hand as he considers the situation.

He's had a lot of experience with fire. A lot of experience with fire. Enough to know that he won't suffer much when it comes to burns.

But that's regular fire. Lava, though – that's a new realm entirely. And on the off-chance his magical invulnerability would allow him to avoid melting to death in the lava, he's pretty sure that protection doesn't extend to his off-brand sneakers and khakis.

He perks up a little when he hears Juniper's voice, smiling reflexively. ]

Oh! Hey, Juniper—

[ A pause, as he takes in the wings and the butterflies. Then, ]

Wow, you look incredible.

[feyfound]

[ Juniper returns his smile with her own, of course, as she lands gracefully onto a more different piece of furniture next to the one upon which Evan sits. After which she strikes a pose with her wings and crown and all! ]

Ehe, I know, right!? Thanks, Evie! I thought it was you from far away - I'm glad I was right!

[verkelmpt]

It's good to see that you're managing well.

[ He means it sincerely, of course. ]

I was just trying to figure out the safest route to get back to my room. My broom is in there...

[feyfound]

Your broom?

[ She tilts her head briefly, before she gasps loudly. ]

Like a Broom of Flying!?

[verkelmpt]

[ Somehow, he senses the Proper Noun-ness of it all and shakes his head. ]

No, no, no, it's just a broom that I can make fly. I don't think it inherently has the ability to fly on its own.

I think I could, in theory, fly on any broom, but I've only ever practiced on the one I have, so it's the one I'm used to.

iii

[unliminal]

[ As she comes careening around on the sofa, there's only one way for Gojo to respond to her offer.

With a solemn nod, he walks across the ice (with perfect traction, because of the way that He Is) to hop onto the loveseat. ]

Let's go, Juni-chan! Where are we going?

[ She is his Oovoo Javer today. ]

[feyfound]

[ HAS NEVER WENT TO OOVOO JAVER ]

Welcome aboard, Gogo-sensei!! Where do you want to go!?

[ And then, of course, what she just saw him do clicks into place with a delay. ]

Wait, you can walk around just fine!

[unliminal]

Yeah, but it's not as fun as couch-surfing.

[ Only someone as overpowered as him would say something like that. Yeah, walking on thin air and flying is great, but have you tried sliding around instead??

Very thoughtfully: ]

Do you think we could make it on the elevator on this thing?

[feyfound]

[ To be fair, Juniper herself could flit around like a fairy, too, but it truly is not as fun as this. ]

Hehehe! I bet we could! Wanna give us a boost!?

[ You know, using one of his super cool force abilities he tried to use on the Winter Sorceress that she does not understand at all. ]