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

[audentiae]

It wouldn't be difficult, using the Mist, but...

[ Hm. ]

Are you experienced with magic, then?

[coulombslaw]

More like I have seen a lot of people do...stuff that should be impossible for a normal person to do. It's a long story.

[audentiae]

I've seen the same. Are you a demigod too?

[ Everyone here seems to be something weird and outside her area of expertise, so. ]

[coulombslaw]

A demigod? No, I'm just...uh... [Okay, time to see if she's one like him or at least knows about them] Do you know what's a metahuman? I'm not saying I'm one! It's just a question.

[audentiae]

A... metahuman?

[ Okay, meta's... a Greek root, which takes her trilingual self a couple seconds. ]

I'm a daughter of Bellona, goddess of war, would that qualify?

[coulombslaw]

...I'm...pretty sure that's miles above a metahuman.

[He's totally lost. What's going on in this place? ARe you for real, whoever you are?]

Wasn't Artemis the goddess of war? I dunno, mythology isn't my strong point.

[audentiae]

Artemis in the Greek, or Diana in the Roman, is the goddess of the hunt. She's also a virgin goddess, so she doesn't have any children.

[ It's fine, Artemis surely won't come up here again at all. ]

Bellona is exclusively Roman, the sister of Mars. I'm a demigod, so my father was a human.

[coulombslaw]

I see, I see. Uh, is it rude if I ask if that's normal? Gods having kids with humans?

[...as if it wasn't obvious he knew nothing of mythology, jeez. What's this total ignorance, Virgil?]

[audentiae]

[ oh my god virgil you cant just ask if someone is normal- ]

It's unlikely you've ever run into one before, for example, but it happens. Demigods tend to group together anyway, while we're young, but those who go out into the world in adulthood tend to wind up dead or famous.

[coulombslaw]

Sounds like you have it rough. Do you mind that? Having to stay hidden?

[It sounds a lot like some groups of metahumans he knows. That actually bothers him a little, he hopes she's not having too much of a bad time]

[audentiae]

We make due. There are two camps in the United States, the Greek camp keeps tabs on demigods and sends out agents to escort them, and we have Lupa to bring them to us.