hotelcaelum | Event Log #004

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.

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And watching you build a blanket fort is not enough or-?

It'd make more of an impression if you contributed! Here, hold this.

[ He hands Nico a stack of blankets that he could definitely carry on his own, but choses not to. ]

[ Well. They're just blankets, and weigh like nothing to him so he'll take the pile. ]

Ah... I have been roped into helping, I see.

You could have refused!

[ He chimes as heads back to his fort in the corner. ]

Would you have listened, though?

[ Follows along. ]

No. Santa always knows best.

[ Conveniently, he only seems to invoke his Santasona when it suits him. Once they reach the fort, he takes one of the blankets from Nico and holds it up, and when he let's it go, it just...stays there, hanging in the air. ]

Is your name really Santa?

[ SUS.

Anyway, he watches the blanket become as wall, one eyebrow lifting. ]

So it is magic.

[ That earns Nico a pointed brow over the rim of Gojo's sunglasses. ]

Akshually, it's jujutsu sorcery. Keep it straight, dumdum.

[ He doesn't clarify the Santa thing. Nico never told him his name, either! ]

[ That's because Gojo never asked!! ]

How am I supposed to keep it straight if I do not even know what that is, andouille!

[ did he just call him a sausage ]

It's like magic, but cooler. And I'm the best person at it in the world!

[ Yes. But also a moron. ~French~ ]

I have never in my life met a man so fond of talking about himself while also telling me nothing.

[ I learned a thing today!! ]

What do you want to know? My life is an open book! I'll tell you anything.

[ That may or may not be true. ]

[ Leans in. ]

Is. Your. Name. Santa.

[ Leans in in turn: ]

Only. On. Christmas.

Then what is your name for the rest of the year?

[ It does occur to him belatedly that he’s never offered his own name. Is that why this man is being so obtuse? ]

Ah. I am Nico.

Ahh, finally, I know who to put on the naughty list.

[ He will remember this, if they're both in the hotel next Christmas... ]

Just "Nico", eh? The rest of the year, you can call me Gojo.

[ Just Gojo, to be cheeky. ]

Nicodème, but I prefer Nico.

[ He is clearly not even bothered by this “naughty list” nonsense. You can hurt him, Santaru Gojo, you don’t exist in his world. ]

Gojo, then. It suits you better than “Santa.”

Fair enough. Santa's kind of known for his belly-full-of-jelly and beard, anyway.

[ ... ]

It was fake, by the way.

[ Shock!! ]

Gasp. Shock. Surprise.

[ So. Deadpan. ]

Still, I do appreciate the gift, and the spirit you were trying to embody. It was a nice thing to do.

Ahhh, so the spirit of Christmas got through to you after all?

[ All thanks to his festive campaign as Santa, no doubt! There definitely wasn't anything else festive going on that month... ]

Then mission accomplished! Maybe you'll redeem yourself for the nice list after all.

[ YEAH DEFINITELY NOT ANYTHING ELSE. ]

I am not too concerned about which of your "lists" I am on, to be quite honest.

If you wanna be on the "go inside Gojo's cool blanket fort list, hold this blanket up for a sec.

[ He's going to use it as a ceiling, and he could do it himself, but an extra pair of hands helps! ]

[ Okay fine. Nico takes the blanket by the top corners and then just sort of lazily floats upward to hold the blanket aloft. ]

Like this?

[ BRO... ]

...You can fly, huh? Good for you.

[ And while the blanket is up there Gojo adds in a few more load-bearing pillow towers. That should about do it! ]

But of course! I am a vampire, after all!

[ Can he let the blanket go now? If so, he's gonna. ]

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