Event Log #005

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EVENT LOG number 005 Happy February, folks! The hotel is chugging along as it always does and nothing really seems that out of the ordinary, actually. Mr Bennet is at the front desk as per usual, greeting new guests, checking out old ones, generally being mediocre at his job but there's something a little... off about him this morning. A little more Springtime focused. Is it the suit? No, no, that's the same as it always is. Is it the face? No, Mr Bennet's face is unable to be perceived by eyes as per usual. No, it's the — The bunny ears? HOP TO IT It seems Mr Bennet has developed a pair of bunny ears and a tail overnight, but he's not the only one. Every staff member and guest of the hotel will find that they have grown a pair of animal ears and a matching tail when they wake up that morning. It's nekomimi time, y'all! But not just neko, characters will find themselves with all categories of ears and tails. Cats, dogs, rabbit, deer, fish. Whatever animal best suits the characters are what they'll find themselves sporting. For all intents and purposes, these will be part of your characters bodies and real additional limbs. It will hurt if someone hurts them and they will bleed if someone cuts them. There will be some added bonuses as well as characters will also take on the traits of the animals they become. However players want to interpret this is up to them — it can be light like a cat person just being more aloof or heavy like a spider person having multiple eyes and limbs. Whatever is most fun for the player and most hectic for the character, of course. This effect will last till the end of the month. Of course, an additional note: For characters who already have animal ears and/or tails — they will either keep those ears and tails and develop more traits of that animal. Or they can become something entirely different for the month. Player preference! ANIMAL CRACKERS Mr Bennet has found this to be hysterical though so he has set up a stall in the main lounge that's advertising animal crackers. They're a little less cracker and more cookie though, and larger than the traditional animal cracker. They also come in all shapes and sizes. If you can think of the animal, you can have an animal cracker with it. There is a dog cracker. There is a whale cracker. There is a spider cracker. All kinds of things. Even fictional animals, like gryphons and dragons! The only catch is — once your character eats the cracker they will become that animal entirely. This is probably tipped off by the bunny rabbit hopping around the lounge in a little hotel jacket, huh. Thanks Mr Bennet. The effect of these crackers will last as long as the player prefers and characters are free to eat another cracker and become another animal afterwards. One thing though, as the animal, characters will still be able to speak in animal form. So there's that! The animal crackers will also be available till the end of the month. NAV | PREMISE | RULES | FAQ | TAKEN hotelcaelum | caelumserver | caelumooc

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[runir]

[help and welcome to his life

In a hissing, crocodile-like whisper, his staff almost tumbling out of his teeth.]

Torrent.

[does that explain things]

[animated]

[ Hp hop hop, Charlie makes his way to the top of the crocodile's head. ]

Torrent? Ah, look, if you wanna let go of that thing in your mouth, I can catch it for you and we can have an actual talk.

[ ??? ]

[runir]

[He'd say this is the most wild thing that's happened to him, but it'd be a lie -- though it's pretty high up there.]

You'll catch my staff as a little-

[He can't really see what Charlie is, but he can hazard a guess, given the exclamation-chirps prior.]

Bird?

[Well, it doesn't matter anyway, because said staff is listing precariously to the side as he speaks too many words.]

[animated]

I'm a bird and a wizard, actually. A wizbird, one might say.

[ No one would say that.

Anyway, while he can't cast his magic with wings instead of hands, he still has access to the magic imbued in his tattoos (presumably now very tiny and covered in feathers). So, as the staff lists out of Rowan's mouth, Charlie flips the mental switch to activate the spell, halting the staff in mid-air. It still rides along with them, since it's caught in Charlie's radius. ]

Ta-da!

[runir]

A wizbird? That is, a wizard?

[Wait, what.

The staff, well on its way to clattering onto the floor--and then that might actually startle Torrent--halts mid-air, suddenly floating alongside them. Rowan turns his big crocodile head, angling his vision to watch this take place.]

Ah, so you're a magic wielder? [so much for the explanation regarding Torrent] You're levitating a magic staff there, friend. A... ah, glintstone staff, if that means anything to you.

[animated]

[ Man, no appreciation for his pun? Lame.

He pokes his head over the side of Rowan's own, looking the staff over. ]

It doesn't, but it sounds pretty cool. Does that mean you use magic, too?

[runir]

[He appreciated the pun but his mind flew straight towards "wizard", okay.]

That I can, though I'd not call myself a "wizard." I never went to any school- Ah.

[Torrent stops, huffing out an exhale, tossing his head. Rowan seems to recall he owed him clarification.]

My companion here, Torrent, finds these new surroundings strange. I might cast spell while I ride him all day long and he'd not so much as blink; but the moment one of these odd, overhead lights so much as stutter, he bolts down the hall.

[animated]

[ This guy sure talks like he came from the nearest Ren Faire, but Charlie doesn't get the sense it's an act. He and his companion both must be really out of their depth. ]

Sounds like he's got a pretty apt name. Maybe we should find someplace a little less overstimulating? But then again, neither of us have hands, so I'm not sure how we'd guide him there.

[runir]

[Yes, but he's out of his depth a lot of the time -- this has just taken on a different flavor of "out of his depth." His tail swishes while he thinks.]

Often, I use the heel of my boots to direct him, touching his flank. You might tap my staff against him to imitate the same?

If you've an idea of where to go.

[animated]

Ah, jeez. I hate to break it to you, but all I can do right now is hold the staff in place. I don't have any control without my hands to do the magic.

[ He heaves a little birdie sigh. How inconvenient! ]

I don't think I'd know where to go, anyway. Guess we're just along for the ride, huh?

[runir]

Your magic is gestural, then? Interesting.

[OPENS HIS MOUF, turns his head to clamp his teeth gently down on the staff. Once again, his words are muffled.]

I can cast with this. [His staff.] Likely I can nudge Torrent to and fro with a tiny tap of magic... Worth a try if you're holding on.

[With your little bird feet.]

[animated]

Yeah, for the most part. You don't realize how much you rely on your hands until you don't have them anymore I guess.

[ He was already kind of hunkering down when Rowan moved his head, but now he hops onto his back to dig his little feeties into the ridges of his scales. ]

I'm holding on as well as I can be!

[runir]

I do miss my hands.

[Solemnly. Anyway, he nods the best he can.]

Grip tightly.

[Rowan doesn't need hands to cast, or incantations. But he does need to move his staff around--which, yes, would normally require his hands--but a little circular motion with his head works just as well to urge a small glimmer of blue energy out of the tip of its crystal top.

It flutters down to lightly tap Torrent's right flank.

...And perhaps predictably, because why wouldn't he, Torrent rears his head up, huffs indignantly, and barrels down the hallway at a blazing speed.]

Ah-!

[Hope you're holding on.]

[animated]

[ AND THEY'RE OFF. Charlie loses his grip and rolls a short ways down Rowan's back before he catches hold of the edge of a scale. ]

Doesn't this thing have any other speed settings!

[runir]

Not particularly!

[He says, but his staff tumbles out of his mouth and lands on the floor with a clatter. At the speed they're going, they easily leave it behind.]

We may come back for that later!

[animated]

Ah, crap...

[ He forgot to reactivate his spell. Whoops. ]

You don't want to leave it behind, right?

[runir]

I don't think we're given much of a choice, my feathered friend-!

[Torrent is winding down the halls, sometimes leaps at a time, but Rowan will make a mental note as to where he dropped his staff.]

Unless you want to hop off right now!

[animated]

And break my little bird bones? No thanks!

[ They're going for a riiiiiiide. Maybe the courtyard is nearby? Wouldn't that be nice. ]

[runir]

[GOODBYE MAGIC STAFF I HARDLY KNEW YE-- (He'll get it later, don't worry.)

Torrent, at least, seems to know where they're going, even if these two men-animals don't. Another turn leads them into, yes, an open courtyard.

With a huge fountain!]

Woah, there! Torrent! Yield!

[The steed jolts to a stop, hooves skidding against the cobblestone.]

[animated]

Hey! Whoooa-!

[ And there goes Charlie, tumbling head over tailfeathers, to get launched into one of the upper tiers of the of the fountain, landing with a small splash. ]

[runir]

[oops

Easier not to go flying when you're a big crocodile, and when Torrent comes to a complete stop, Rowan turns and practically flops off, landing on the ground and crawling up the side of the fountain.]

Are you all right?

[Oh gods he's drowned his new acquaintance.]

[animated]

[ There's a bit of splanshing and flailing, so at least Charlie isn't dead. He pops out of the water a moment later, drenched but unharmed. ]

Well. That could have gone better.

[runir]

[Oh good, he's not dead. He huffs at that remark, though as a crocodile it sounds like a long hiss.

Torrent shakes his head and trots over to the other side of the courtyard, done with this nonsense.]

You didn't die. That counts as a victory of some kind. [right]

[animated]

[ Charlie hops onto the lip of the fountain, shaking out his feathers. ]

The bar is on the floor, in that case, but sure. I'll take it. You're not hurt, are you?

[runir]

[Now that it's clear Charlie isn't hurt, he's half-tempted to slip into the fountain... No, ignore that temptation.]

I'm fine. I've thick skin.

[Ha.......get it...]

How long do you suppose we're trapped as animals? I don't think I like being so squat and short.