It's all happened before...

[grimgrinningghosts]

[You wake up in a plush bed, well rested but very confused. As you become more conscious, one thing becomes abundantly clear: this is not your room, nor does this look like any bedroom you’ve ever been in before. It’s relatively clean room, but immediately something feels… off about all of this.

When you start exploring, a thing you’ll soon notice is that on the bedside table, there is a room key sitting ontop of a neatly typed note.]

Dear hotel guests,

We cordially invite you to come to the downstairs library at noon for an important meeting regarding your stay in the Hollywood Tower Hotel. Before then, we invite you to make full use of the amenities this hotel has provided for you.

On behalf of the hotel staff, we dearly hope you enjoy your stay in this marvelous hotel.

-HTH Management

[But, as you leave the comfort of your new bedroom, any hope that you somehow booked a hotel room the previous night and just forgot is immediately dashed. It looks like this hotel hasn’t been cleaned in decades, and despite the mention of hotel staff in your note, there doesn’t appear to be anyone working here.

Not to say that you’re alone, however. As you explore the hotel, you’ll soon find that there are 23 others in the exact same situation as you: confused and with no memory of how they got here. And to make matters worse, if the bios you stumble upon in the dining area is anything to go by, this clearly isn't just a freak accident.

Get comfy, because you are all in for a wild ride.]

Comments

[sentree]

Kind of? It could be him, if you turn your head and listen real closely, but I distinctly remember him being a little...squeakier when he was that young.

[ puberty! ]

[audentiae]

When is this supposed to have been, then, do you think?

[sentree]

[ She doesn't want to listen to it again to confirm any suspicions, but- ]

Before I..."woke back up," obviously... Gods, four years ago? Was that really all it was? [ Immortality problems. ]

[audentiae]

Well... monsters throwing voices isn't new, but them using recordings is to me, at least.

[sentree]

Getting with technology nowadays... [ It's a joke, but, then, seriously: ] That sounds like Grover, though. Even if the voice is kind of off. Gods, I knew he blamed himself, but I didn't know he was so...

[ She frowns and pushes the rising guilt down, keeping it light. ]

I'll get him a tofu burger next time I see him.

[audentiae]

What's past is past.

[ She frowns, looking at the bios. ]

We have a lot to focus on here in the present.

[sentree]

You're right. Who's the one getting distracted this time...? [ Lightly chiding herself, Thalia shakes puts on an easy, neutral look. ] What do you make of all this?

[audentiae]

I don't know. Whatever's running this seems to have picked some monsters, some mortals, and us at random. I can't imagine what it gets out of this, but nothing's making a whole lot of sense thus far.

[sentree]

You didn't get any prophecy before all this?

[audentiae]

We're short an Augur right now [ she said without a hint of regret or concern- ] but no dreams or anything.

[sentree]

[ yeah, honestly you're better off without that guy ] Didn't hear anything from Rachel either. Or...Lady Artemis. Man, I thought maybe we could work on rebuilding.

[audentiae]

[ fuck octavian 2kforever ] Me too. Or at least reorganizing. You and I are strange picks for whatever's going on here, though.

[sentree]

I'm a strange pick. You're pretty obvious. Praetor of the Romans, just united the two camps? ...Able to break ribs with a single chair.

[ Smirk. ]

Like. Come on.

[audentiae]

And the lieutenant of Di- Artemis' hunters isn't a reasonable choice? Don't go selling yourself short here, Thalia.

[sentree]

[ She shrugs. ] What can I say, I'm not a prophecy girl.

[ And you know, she says that kind of freely. ]

[audentiae]

Neither am I.

[ Like technically she has one but IT'S FROM VENUS AND ALSO, IT SUCKS, ]

[sentree]

[ Thalia stretches, a signal that she's ready to go somewhere different. ]

So, non-prophecy girls we are, but we're the ones who're here, so... We do some recon and meet back up later for...whatever "meeting" those notes said?

[audentiae]

Sounds like a plan.

[ She thinks for a moment. ]

Prophecy or no, it's probably best we treat this like a quest until we have reason to believe otherwise. Stick together when we can.

[sentree]

Wonder where's the third... Oh well. You got it, Praetor. We'll figure it out.

[ ...or die trying, is the unspoken undertone there, but you know. Demigod stuff! ]