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

[nocasetoobig]

If you're okay with that, sure! [It'd be a lot faster, anyway. Darn you humans and your long legs!]

[sneezelikeakitten]

It'd be easier than you trying to keep up with me. [Climb away, little guy.] So. Which direction first?

[nocasetoobig]

[Well if Dipper's offering, just gonna settle himself right on the kid's shoulder. He'll also give a point]

That-a-way!

[sneezelikeakitten]

[Mabel will be so jealous when Dipper tells her all about this place and having a talking Chipmunk who is dressed like Indiana Jones on his shoulder.

With a nod, he head the indicated way, making sure when he looks around not to smack Chip with the bill of his hat.]

They need a serious housecleaner in here...

[nocasetoobig]

[find him some twine so he can have a rope, Dipper, let's complete this reference]

You're telling me. And I thought Dale made a mess...but this one just looks like nobody's been here in ages.

[sneezelikeakitten]

[But what would they use for a whip?]

But the note mentioned a staff. What kind of staff doesn't do any upkeep? This is all so fishy...

[nocasetoobig]

[if you're going by his presskit, an actual one]

...you're right, it did. I don't think there's a staff here at all!

[sneezelikeakitten]

[Then Chip is all set! Dipper refuses to play the plucky sidekick, though.]

Or if there's staff here, they just don't care about this place.