C&C HOLIDAY JAMJAR ICE HOTEL HELL: AFTER-AFTER-AFTER-AFTER-PARTY

[bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com]

WHO: That 'tag yourselves in' thing? Yeah. Let's do that again.
WHERE: The Gorsewick Hotel YOUR BRAND-NEW PRISON. :D
WHEN: Late evening of December 19th through 6PM December 22nd
WARNINGS: Time will tell, so for now, let's just cover our basics until more specific ones can be made: cursing, violence, drama, couples, etc.
SUMMARY: Everyone who attended the holiday dinner thrown by Remus and Miles is now trapped together in an icy hell for three and a half days. As the days progress, conditions worsen, growing incredibly severe. What, exactly, will several dozen people of all shapes, sizes, powers, and alignments do when forced to face their combined and potentially horrific impending doom...?
FORMAT: IF IT FEELS GOOD, DO IT! Long prose, action brackets, rapidfire dialogue, present tense, past tense--whatever floats your narrative boat!



OOC PLOT INTRODUCTION

As characters progress through the days ICly, any number of things can and will be going wrong. This is an experiment in balancing free-form play with guideline challenges, so it's set up a little differently. In order to allow players as much time as possible to play, we have decided to provide a way for all four days to be accessible at once rather than attempting/spamming with a new log every day. Play and tag around however you like--if you want to take each day as it comes, that is perfectly welcome; if you would like to move back and forth between them, that is also 100% valid as an option. Don't worry too much about perfect continuity timing, either--this is for fun, not science, so do as much as you want to!

Please also remember that you are not restricted to only tagging into something on the IC day; players may start, finish, or generally carry on as far beyond the 22nd as they want! If we still have people actively threading and playing around doing new things on January 13th, this log is not over and you are not late. Let's see if we can make LJ's comment limit weep for mercy!

Visual aides are provided for each floor on each day, with important reminders on the side, so that a quick memory jog is just around the corner if you need to check back on a detail; please comment to these floor-markers when making new threads so that people can find the action by day and floor. The hotel is laid out exactly as shown, including room arrangements, floor designs, frozen-through bathrooms, how far the snow explosions initially extend inward, and all that, so you won't have to worry about whether your made-up detail meshes with someone else's.

When starting a new thread, do so under the appropriate day/floor subsections, and please try to mark your initial subject title informatively to some degree so that people will know what they're looking for--whether it's open or closed, or what general time of day it is, or who's in it, or what it's about, or any combination of the sort. It'll really be helpful to everyone OOCly, since characters will more than likely be doing an awful lot during their stay... after all, where else are they going to go~?

Remember, this was primarily created an exercise in CR rut-breaking, characters learning how to work as a community (or, depending on how dangerous they are, how to better work against it), and lasting personal developments... so have fun and let's shake out those tired old RPing limbs! :D



SPECIAL DETAILS

The order of NPC cold-virus carriers is as follows, skipping places if necessary due to deaths before the appropriate turn.
The three tourists, the two housekeepers, the grandson, his grandmother, the bellhop, the husband and wife, the front desk clerk, and Edgeworth himself.
If someone kills the tourists along the way, it is to be assumed that the two housekeepers become the next reason people are falling sick (and it's possible that their killer gets it him/herself). In that scenario, if someone did not interact with the tourists, but did shake hands with the housekeeper, it means they suddenly become at risk of getting sick even if they weren't before. Should it happen to get down to Edgeworth-as-main-disease-spreader, please take note of the following: because of the effects his powers have on him, he has not been/will not be presenting symptoms, and it's very likely that a great many people will have been around him at least once...
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Nobody will/can actually be bitten by Lupin on the night of the 21st, as Ty has not cleared the making of new werewolves, although close calls, other injuries, panics, mob reaction/mob defense, and whatnot are welcome!
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AS OF 5AM ON THE 22ND, THERE WILL BE NO ELECTRICITY. NO LIGHT. NO HEAT. NO TV. NOTHING. JUST PITCH-BLACKNESS, UNLESS OTHER LIGHT SOURCES CAN BE FOUND/MADE OR YOUR CHARACTER CAN SEE IN THE DARK. MAKE FRIENDS WITH USEFUL PEOPLE PDQ OR RISK BANGED SHINS AND FALLS DOWN A STAIRCASE.
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There really will be no running water as of 4PM December 20th. That's probably going to translate to an awful lot of horrible-smelling people by the end of the plot. Combined with the need to keep close to conserve heat... well, I can only suggest that your characters pick up a clothespin or some cotton balls from the ground floor's housekeeping supply room before it gets too cold to go down there.
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Miles and Remus are obviously not getting their security deposit back when this is over, and the owner will be cashing in his insurance policy with a sigh before deciding to just open a small coffee shop named Beenz next time.


FAQ

I have ____ power! I can totally do _____ to the blizzard/force field! Hooray!
Nope--sorry! For the duration of the plot, when it comes to trying to break free, you can consider your powers pretty hardcore nerfed by the multi-layered and ultra-complicated nature of Remus' wild magic and the sheer force feeding into it from the storm. Attempting to meddle with either the trap or the blizzard will fail... and more than likely, backfire in fascinating (but not always safe) ways. Feel free to make up your own effects and/or explanation for why they don't function. And, yes... this includes all-powerful god-types, too. The only way anyone gets out is through death or, more likely, the end of the plot. :)

Also, while areas of the hotel can be made warmer or colder as PC actions are taken, the slide toward most of the space within suffering below-freezing temperatures and cold damage is pretty much inexorable. The same magical containment field keeping the huge walls and ceiling of snow and ice in place is also expanding to mingle with Edgeworth's power as they essentially begins leaking into the hotel itself, meaning that once something is frozen/snowed over, that's it--once the shower is turned into a block of ice, it's blocked in until 6PM on the 22nd. Power backfires apply to these situations the same way they would the barrier outside the hotel.

Obviously, if your power is superstrength and you'd like to throw a king-sized bed at someone or teleport up a floor or Ruffle the towel rack, that's cool, as that's not escaping the hotel.

It's not so bad. My character will just chill out and talk on the comms until they can get out.
Theoretically a good idea, but other than the 'chill out' bit--and there will be plenty of that, believe you me--it's not gonna work. HP magic causes problems with Muggle tech, and with something as powerful as that? Well. From the moment the field and blizzard strike, comm functions will be mangled. Their ability to send or receive messages will be very twitchy on the first two days, with the feeds coming in and going out pretty damn garbled or static-y. On the 21st, the few messages that come in/get out will probably become nigh-unreadable. On the 22nd, they will stop working completely until such time as the characters escape.

You... don't have enough beds. At all. Are you aware of that?
Yes. The floor plans were intentionally designed to make it so that even from the very start there are less than half as many bed spaces as will be needed. This number will shrink as time goes on and beds become ruined by PC/NPC actions or main plot events. I hope some of you like tubs, hallways, and couches.

Can I add plots in ways that aren't in the pre-existing design?
Sure! If a Weasley twin wants to turn a half-dozen people into giant canaries and set them loose on the remaining inhabitants of the hotel, go right on ahead! That's what you're all here to do, actually. Same for anyone who'd like to start a fight, hold a competition, roast an NPC, attempt to poison a person they don't like, etc. Not everyone will react to being trapped in an ice block with 60+ strangers for four days in the exact same way...

Oh holy hell someone just did something that's going to kill us all quick quick what do we do AAAAGH WHO LIT THE ENTIRE SECOND FLOOR ON FIRE WE'RE ALL GONNA BURN IN HERE!!!!
If something gets way, way too far out of hand, and can't be resolved by any other PCs, either Ty or Grimm can be contacted and asked to BS a plot-device end to it somehow. I don't foresee this actually being a possible problem in any way, but if it somehow is at some point or another, don't worry about it. We're all here to have fun. No panicking necessary. <3

Okay, but seriously. My character just got _____ injury/is sick/is dying.
Then you'd better hope there's somebody who can help them out in the hotel with them! Nobody and nothing comes in or goes out until 6PM on the 22nd. Mind you, we totally encourage all manner of dramatics, these included, but be prepared for any possible consequences to your actions :3

So it IS okay if I want to die, right?
Of course. Your character may die along the way in some fashion or other if you want them to; mind you, you'll have to clear it with the mods first. The NPCs can also all be offed along the way if you feel the need, with that being first-come first-served and with the acknowledgement that retcons or 'THE REAL TRUTH' scenarios may become necessary as a result. (You may want to hit up the OOC comm announcement HERE if you would like to kill one/some of them in order to give other players as much of a heads-up as possible.)

Someone's starting to sing Kumbaya. Or Row, Row, Row Your Boat. Or both. Badly.
Get ear plugs, punch their teeth in, or sing along with them. Your choice. I can't be held responsible for poor tastes in music.

You're a sick, sick person.
I know. :)

DAY/FLOOR LINKS TO PREVENT SLOW LOADING/BROWSER FREEZES AND CRASHES
Day One
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Day Two
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Day Three
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Day Four
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5
Escape!
Here (4th Floor)

Comments

Dec 19 / Second Floor

[bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com]

around 10pm

[hackeralastair]

[if anyone's looking for Alastair, he's in the doorway of room 105 chatting in Italian with the occupants. One of them is cute and he can use his power to easily make pals with all of them - naturally, with the ulterior motive of talking them into crash space for him, Kiryu, and Bakura]

about 10:30 ish

[shiromadoushi]

"Oniichan?"

He'd heard that this was where Alastair had vanished to and wanted to check in with his brothers (at the very least) to let them know where he was. And to see where they were. The whole situation...

It was worrying.

[hackeralastair]

"Hey." Alastair was still standing in the door, but he had just gotten permission for him and his entourage to stay with the Italians. They liked him, apparently. "Dude, I got us a room to crash in - sort of. We'll have to sleep on the floor but these guys are okay with us staying here."

[satisfiedsigner]

[Kiryu will just be waiting nearby, trying to look a little less pissed off (and jealous) than he really felt. It would suck if Alastair couldn't get them a room because he ended up scaring these guys.]

[hackeralastair]

[the sudden happyface and loud exclaiming in Italian must mean he just scored, in a sense. Coming over, now]

...dude, they totally fell for it. We're in!

101. For Ruka and Edgeworth, but open if someone wants to fight or share.

[natureinblood]

[Remus doesn't look too happy about this at all, almost tempted to cast a spell to deter muggles from wanting to enter, but refrains. For now.]

[Instead, he just crosses over to the window facing out into the snow, crouching down next to the desk, placing a hand against a wall. Despite the failed attempt earlier to break down the barrier, he's going to try again. Another spot might prove weaker.]

[dragony]

[On the other end of the room, Ruka sits on the edge of the bed. She's tired; her shoes are off and neatly tucked against the wall, and her hair's been pulled down for the night. It's uneven and kinked and needs cutting, but it hides her face well enough.]

[Through her bangs she watches Remus's movements, but says nothing. She has her arms folded around her bent legs, chin against her knees, silent. There's a lot she could say, but it would be useless from her mouth.]

[bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com]

Edgeworth's coat is off, the sleeves of his dress shirt unbuttoned and rolled up to his elbows. He is too much of a pessimist to believe that whatever has happened will end any time soon, and he knows himself well enough to be certain that at least part of the reason they're trapped is his own fault--after all, there was only one other person in the hotel that he knew of as had ice powers, and though she wasn't at all controlled, he didn't think her to the sort to enjoy being trapped in a place with a load of strangers.

Not that he was either.

It says an awful lot about his need to control his temper, at any rate. And he knows that, too.

Edgeworth ignores Lupin in favor of checking up on his daughter, sitting next to her and looking at her somewhat-messy hair from the corner of his eyes with something approaching fondness. After a while, he manages to bring himself to gently pat her shoulder. It's a wordless attempt at comfort, but he can't help but wonder if she'll shrink from him or push the hand away.

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

There's a knock at the door.

"It's me."

Whether this would prevent or invite hostility, Sirius had no idea, but at least he wouldn't get snarled at accidentally. He just idly expected spikyness from Edgeworth, but it was Remus's temper he was worried about at the moment, that kept his voice soft and cautious. This close to the moon, with this many people and this much going wrong spelled a lot of trouble.

[natureinblood]

At this point, Remus is too exhausted to bother with his temper, especially with Ruka so nearby. The amount of magic he had used accidentally to build the barrier wasn't helping. The additional lunar eclipse that was also happening only served to make the usual urges on the days running into the full moon worse.

The cold, polite silence between him and Miles was managing to keep his temper building quietly under the surface where he was pretending to ignore them. He could deal for now, but he looks worse than he did at the party, drawn in, and gripping the edge of the door rather hard.

"Hullo, Sirius."

At least he doesn't sound too angry.

[thingone]

[ And Fred's come a-knocking, mostly to check and see what Lupin's tried, so Fred doesn't accidentally set fire to something important in his attempts to find a way out. ]

Lupin? You busy?

102 - James is just going to camp in here for now, or try to

[carrytheshield.livejournal.com]

As it turned out, James wasn't able to get away from sitting around and thinking about how he might have missed his only chance to meet his dad. Since they couldn't leave, James found an unoccupied room to hang out in.

ROOM 103; 10 PM

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

As soon as Hiruma had seen the mess that was the outside of the Hotel (what the hell had even fucking HAPPENED? Edgeworth was probably responsible for this. Somehow. He just knew it) he'd ran up the stairs and slammed into the first room he had found to be unoccupied. Room 103.

He flops on the bed, vaguely wondering where Trowa had gotten off to. He hadn't seen the guy since dinner had ended. He pulls out his communicator and switches it on. Then shakes it. Seems like the stupid thing is malfunctioning. He hisses and holds it, trying to get a signal. He manages to type out a text message to Trowa, thought it'll arrive garbled.

[pacifisted.livejournal.com]

It took him until 11:03 to figure out the message--blame it on a numbed brain--and another three minutes beyond that to make his way to the stairs, walk up them, and get to 103's door. He considered knocking, but decided against it lest it draw someone out to check and see who was taking what room.

Instead, Trowa scratches a nail down the door, waiting to be let in.

Don't take too long or he's going to fall asleep against the wall...

[hellcommander.livejournal.com]

Anyone else would have probably ignored the scratching noise, but Hiruma didn't. He opened the door, with the chain latch still attached, and looked down. "There you are. Took you long enough."

He closes the door, undoes the latch and opens it back up, "Get in here, quick."

Room 104, midnight ~ open!

[metamorphmangus.livejournal.com]

[Tonks sat on the edge of the bed in Room 104, biting her nails. She had thrown every spell she could think of at the barricade of ice that was trapping them all in this stupid hotel, but it was no use, so - reluctantly - she had given up and sought out a bed for the night.]

[bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com]

[metamorphmangus.livejournal.com]

[she leapt up from her seat on the bed and wrenched the door open with the optimistic hope that someone had come with news that the ice had somehow been cleared and they were all free to leave]

Edgeworth! Hi!

[thingone]

[ Fred leeeeeeeeeeeans in the open doorway, looking around at her. ]

Need some company, Tonks?

[metamorphmangus.livejournal.com]

[she looks up at him, managing a small smile]

Wouldn't mind some, yeah.

Laaaaaate. This is what I get for going on slowatus when I did

[small-berserker.livejournal.com]

[Lily had hidden the extent of her physical strength from everyone, but that hadn't stopped her from trying to help. During the chaos, she'd slipped off and made an effort to punch holes through the barricade of ice. It was much stronger than normal ice, she'd concluded. This should have been easy.

After sending a (choppy) message to her mother explaining why she wasn't home yet, Lily was pacing the halls and trying to find a bed.]

Aw, no worries! xD

[metamorphmangus.livejournal.com]

[Tonks had just opened the door, preparing to go down to the lobby again to try some other spells to break through the ice, when she saw Lily pacing the halls]

Wotcher! You OK?

[donttasemebro]

[Bruno's heard that Lupin and Edgeworth are holing up in a room on the second floor, and is looking to poke his head in and check if Ruka's alright. What he neglected to find out was exactly which room. Oops?]

[So figuring this is probably the quickest way to find out anyway, he basically just... picks a room at random and knocks.]

[metamorphmangus.livejournal.com]

[she answers the door promptly, wrenching it open hastily in case it's someone bringing news that they could all leave or someone looking for help]

Wotcher!