Week 1

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Now that the Narrator is done explaining the situation, you all have time to assess the situation and maybe even work together to find a way out. After all, clearly the Narrator is being over dramatic and it can't be that hard to escape out of here without murdering everyone, right?

But, with the doors outside indeed locked and all the windows unbreakable, it might not be a bad idea to explore the hotel, either for alternative methods of escape or to relieve boredom. Your Narrator is also now available for private chat in case you want to interrogate him or throw more stuff at his face.

If the locked doors aren't bad enough, when everyone goes back to the lobby, they'll notice a plaque on the front desk. If you thought your Narrator wasn't serious before, this is damning evidence to the contrary.

Either way, we really do hope you enjoy your stay in this hotel.]

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{OOC And this'll be the last mod post for the week! Feel free to drop your coins into the penny press once you've earned them. And because this is a peace week, there will be no murder committed!  And if you plan on investigating, just let us know in your toplevel by putting in INVESTIGATION. Have fun while you still can!]

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coat check

[sentree]

[ Thalia is very determined to find herself some stylish jeans, alright. They have to be punk and they have to be pre-ripped. ...Or she'll just rip them herself- the point is, she is also wandering around the coat check and... Oh, this is peculiar. ]

Never seen a duck wearing pants before.

[theduck]

Then I guess you've just never met that many ducks before! I know a ton of people who wear pants in Duckburg!

[Trying to pretend like he didn't just have a minor heart attack at the sound of her voice. He thought he was being so stealthy?]

[sentree]

I've met a few, but they all waddle yea high [ a hand way down by her knees ] and don't tend to speak English.

[theduck]

Ducks come in all sorts of heights! And maybe they just didn't have anything to say!

[you can't just go around stereotyping all ducks like that, god]

[sentree]

[ Hands up! ] Hey, hey! I'm just saying, they don't walk around on two...wait, they do have two legs. I'm saying duck-people aren't really common where I'm from. ...Or at all. Different strokes!

[theduck]

Yeah, well... whatever you are isn't common where I'm from, either, so I guess we're even.

[No fur? No feathers? What the fuck]

[sentree]

No humans at all? [ This is weird!!!! ] I guess if Oswald can be walking and talking, this isn't any stranger than that.

[theduck]

If you ask me, I’d say that robot guy is the strangest thing here. Him or Ursula.

[sentree]

Robot guy? Oh- you mean tantrum boy. [ How old is he? He seems like he's younger than her, but he sounds older. ] I'll give you that, he's a weirdo. And Ursula's- ...yeah. Yeah, pretty strange.

[ she may or may not be under obligation to be nice to her by now oops ]

[theduck]

[Tantrum boy, that's a pretty good one. Fitting.]

I don't trust either of them as far as I can throw 'em.

[Which isn't very far.]

[sentree]

Eh... Me neither, but you know what I've learned? We gotta kinda bide our time, it seems. No...jumping into things.

[ ...Fading welts that look like suckers on her arms say she's speaking from experience. ]

Sure I don't have to tell you that, though. You seem like a reasonable waterfowl.

[theduck]

No use making enemies, that’s for sure.

[He’s kind of stunned and astonished that he managed to give off the impression of being reasonable but he’ll absolutely take it and run with it, thanks]

Yep! You got that right! Reasonable is practically my middle name!

[sentree]

[ Well she's barely gotten to know him, all she knows is he's a duck with a suit coat and pants! ...She'll correct her assumptions soon enough. ]

Good, reasonable folks are good to have around. You're the, uh... [ Snaps fingers, no, a duck is easy enough to place. ] Donald? Right?

[theduck]

You can say that again. This place could use more of us!

[Reasonable folks, that is. And excuse you, what "assumptions", these are the cold hard facts]

Yeah, that's me! Donald Duck.

[sentree]

Thalia.

[ She's just conveniently leaving off her last name there. Maybe if she never says it no one will call her by it. ]

Again, though I've never met a duck like you it's, uh...a pleasure? Would be much better if we weren't in a hotel that looks like it violates every health code ever put forth, but. Eh.

[theduck]

Are you sure? Maybe you've just never noticed them!

[Just. Triple-checking. He still refuses to believe that ducks don't talk wherever she comes from.]

At least the kitchen is clean.

[He doesn't like it, but he can deal with the rest.]

[sentree]

One small blessing- and yeah, I'm sure. There might be things in the world I don't know about, but in terms of animals, or...animalistic creatures, I do get around. A lot.

[theduck]

Really? What, are you some kind of explorer or something?

[Documenting weird creatures was kind of their unofficial B-job during their adventures so he wonders if that might be the case here.]

[sentree]

Sort of. Are you familiar with the Greek gods? Artemis of the Hunt and Wilderness?

[theduck]

Sure am. Why?

[He's more familiar with Selene than with Artemis, for reasons he doesn't want to think about, but knows more than enough about mythology as a whole at this point.]

[sentree]

Well, I'm her lieutenant. Myself and the other hunters travel across the country, hunting monsters that are dangerous to demigods and...doing her bidding in other ways. You see a lot in that line of duty.

[theduck]

Demigods, huh?

[This is starting to sound kinda familiar. Hadn't Reyna said something about this earlier?]

So, uh, how does that work, exactly? Becoming the lieutenant of a Greek god.

[Is this, like, a cult thing he doesn't understand. It sounds like she's being super literal, though.]

[sentree]

Most don't take half-bloods or mortals as lieutenants, but Lady Artemis is an exception. She keeps an eye on girls with potential, or ones that want to escape circumstances, and offers them the position of being one of her immortal hunters.

[ She's saying all of this rather matter-of-fact, while she looks through the coat check. ]

For me, it was a mix of...necessity and skill. In the end, it was to stop a terrible fate, but also because I was the best one for the job. Lady Artemis had her eye on me for...quite some time.

[theduck]

...Wait, are you being serious? You're telling me you've met a goddess? Have you talked to a goddess?

[sounds fake but okay? it really doesn't seem like she's joking here.]

So what, you go around in the woods hunting deer or something, is that how it works?

[sentree]

Yeah? Like, not deer, those are one of her sacred animals, but- [ She pauses and then just. ] You...read my bio-thing, right? I thought all the rest of you just did that- I'm a demigod. Daughter of Zeus? It's not...that far-fetched that I'd talk to one of the gods.

[ ...a beat. ]

Still unlikely, given their availability, but Lady Artemis is...a special sort of goddess.