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𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒫𝒴 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯𝒮 𝒮𝒯𝒜𝐹𝐹 ([personal profile] happyheartsstaff) wrote in [community profile] angryhearts2020-06-11 07:39 pm

it's getting hot in here

SO (PLEASE DON'T) TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES

Days are almost meaningless, here in Wonderland. With the eternal twilight outside the windows and many of the hotel's amenities open around the clock, it can be hard to keep track, can't it? But you must sleep, or at least return to your room, some time. It's on one of these times that you may begin to notice a faint sound coming from inside the walls. Or is it the ceiling? The floor? Something that sounds like scratching, or tapping, or the strained whir of machinery. Then it fades away. Whether it's moving on to another room or stopping entirely, it's hard to tell.

After a few nights, or days, of this happening, it suddenly stops. There's a brief period of peace, and perhaps you even get some rest. Then there's a series of thumps, sharp clicks and a loud stuttering sound that signals the hotel's air conditioning unit giving out.

At first it's not so bad. It's dark out, right, how hot can it really be outside? The air itself still seems to be circulating, albeit more slowly, but it's enough that you can breathe. But the heat seems to keep building, and building, the air hanging heavy and thick and leaving a lingering feeling that it's pressing down on you. Even sitting still no longer becomes enough to ease the suffocating heat.

The staff don't know what's happened to the air conditioner, when you ask. "Oh, that finicky thing", they say, as if it's a minor inconvenience. They assure you that the Queen's mechanics will have it fixed in no time — they always do. In the meantime, can they interest you in a refreshing iced tea? Perhaps a dip in the pool?

Is it your imagination, or do a few of the staff seem a little uncertain as they try to brush off your questions? A little less confident than they always have been before? Whatever their demeanor, it seems they still have no answers to give. The astute may notice that after a conversation with one of these staff, they can't seem to be found again.

As if that weren't enough, the scratching in the walls starts up again. With the oppressive heat, the rising tension and frayed nerves, is it any wonder that the staff might seem more apprehensive?

THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT 06/11 - 06/13



Sleeping is probably hard enough, in a hotel where the activity never seems to cease. At least it's generally quiet in the upper floors, at least Oysters can turn out the lights in their own room and find some peace.

...usually, anyway.

At first it's only the faintest sounds, something only noticeable to those who sleep lightly. The staff, if asked, don't acknowledge hearing anything and seem politely concerned about anything disturbing the rest of their guests. Oysters may be offered ear plugs, or a device to listen to music, or a trip to the spa for relaxation.

Then it grows in both volume and frequency, disturbing even the heaviest of sleepers at night. Some staff still say they haven't heard anything, other staff acknowledge the sounds but brush them off, unconcerned. Every building has its quirks, after all! There does seem to be an increase in staff milling about, however, making it difficult for those who may want to look into things without being seen.



CLICK CLICK... THUMP

06/14 - 06/21



The fourth day of the event begins with a short period of blissful silence, quickly ruined by a loud, persistent clicking sound, audible in all parts of the hotel... And then an even louder THUMP as the air conditioning unit gives out.

At first, it's not terrible — the air is still circulating, and while the heat is uncomfortable it's not unbearable. As time goes on, though, the heat builds and builds, until not even staying in place will provide any relief.

The staff profess ignorance to whatever happened to the air conditioner, if asked — some more convincingly than others. They all offer iced teas for relief, and suggest a dip in the Pool of Tears, though those who seem uncertain when answering any questions will try to leave the conversation faster, and won't be easily found again.

While the iced teas are incredibly effective at helping to beat the heat, they once again seem to offer some strange effects — enough glasses, and Oysters will be overcome either with anger and irritation, or a sense of serene calm. Any little thing could set off an Oyster who's been affected by the anger-inducing tea; an Oyster who drank the calming tea is utterly unflappable. These effects persist for just as long as it takes for the cooling effects to wear off, at which point Oysters are left with a choice — deal with the heat, or take their chances with another tea?

And to top it all off, the scratching noise in the walls has started up again. The few staff remaining at this point are as unhelpful as ever, but they don't have the same infuriating calm to their answers — but who could blame them being a little nervous?





QUEEN'S ADDRESS

06/21



And finally, the tenth day brings relief in the form of a loud shuddering sound, and then the quiet whoosh of a working air conditioner. Over the course of the day, the Hotel gets progressively cooler, until it is once again at the comfortable, cool temperature Oysters had grown used to in their first month here in the Hotel.

It also brings an address from the Queen.

"Oh, my curious Oysters, when you try to play with that which you don't understand, you break things! Not to fear, all has been set to rights now that our dear Dormouse has fixed what some careless guest disrupted. If you wanted to play games, you should have simply said! I have a dear companion for you who is so eager to join in the fun."


The Queen will not respond to any messages sent back to her.





If you have any questions, please direct them to the OOC post here. RNG results for the off limits areas will be going out tomorrow, so if anyone would still like to sign up for those that hasn't yet please do so tonight!




© tessisamess


billowing: (遥怜小儿女 | pity that those children)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-16 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"You drank the tea labeled Inquiry?" he asks.

Wait.

"Inquiry was a tea?"

If she's distilled their powers into teas, then... what has she kept for herself?
inlovewithmycar: (an Example)

[personal profile] inlovewithmycar 2020-06-16 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh," says Crowley, who isn't entirely unfamiliar with the phenomenon of humans coming back from the dead, especially saviours.

"You don't look like any beleaguered lost soul. Too solid for starters. You absolutely positive you're dead? Anyway, you'd be surprised how much blood on your hands you can get away with if it's for a righteous cause. Just ask Aziraphale."
sizeofyourbaggage: (looking forward)

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-06-16 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ It hasn't quite gotten hot enough that he's walking around in just a swimsuit - but he is in a swimsuit and a t-shirt, so, you know, it's close.

He's a little relieved when she opens the door. It's not much, but at least she hasn't disappeared from the hotel with barely a trace like some of the others. His own smile is warm and friendly - it's not technically just a social call, but he'd be here even without the motivation coming from the noises in their walls. ]


Hey, Mikumo. You busy? I wanted to see how you were doing.
sizeofyourbaggage: (that was actually funny)

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-06-16 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't recognize the voice, but then he turns to look at the guy who's just joined him - and oh, hey, Sam knows him, and that makes his amused smile get a little wider.

"You mean that literally, or in an every time I see one they try to steal my sandwich kind of way?"

Because rats couldn't say anything to him, before this, but now he's starting to reconsider.

He nods at the rats. "You seen something like this before?"
earthborn: (to conduct espionage)

[personal profile] earthborn 2020-06-16 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure, but like... a million people? Half a million at least," She thinks for a minute, "...I don't even know how to count Geth as people. One Geth is not a person. But there's a line somewhere. I don't know."

How many geth did it take to make a Geth? Were geth even people really? Well, probably yeah, at least they were now, but like... how did that stack, for murder charges? Questions she ought to have asked Tali when she had the chance, maybe. One thing was for sure though:

"I'm positive. I'd be surprised if my body wasn't completely vaporized, let alone dead. Actually, that'd be kinda nice. No corpse."

Things are looking up. Shepard settles back into her futilely relaxing against the heat position, arms spread, head back, eyes closed, and sighs, "I don't wanna come back. I'm ready to stop borrowing time, pay the piper and all that. I'm tired."
sizeofyourbaggage: (you sure about that)

[personal profile] sizeofyourbaggage 2020-06-16 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa -

[ Sam's just going to jog over to his side, just in case he tries to do that again - at least Sam can be there to catch him.

What the hell.

Aziraphale is currently a snake. That's - all right, that's a thing, apparently. Does that mean they're all going to turn into animals now, is that what all this is building up to? You know what, at this point, Sam wouldn't be surprised.

He crouches down. ]


When did this happen?
earthborn: (Default)

[personal profile] earthborn 2020-06-16 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Copy that.

[And up we go, hand over hand with a quick, steady pace. Shepard's no stranger to physical exercise, and the downtime afforded by the week she's been here has left her buzzing with the need to move. It feels good.]

Hello, what's this? [She stops, leaning out to prod at the interior of the elevator doors, just one floor up. They're closed tight, but scratched oddly around the middle, as if something sharp had been used to try and pry the door open from the seam. It didn't look as if they'd made much purchase] Looks like we're not the only ones with a big idea around here.

[she moves a couple of rungs up, to give him better access, then shakes her head and gets back to it. Up, up and up, occasionally stopping to ease the ache in their fingers, once or twice to strain at stubborn doors, more for the hell of it than for any reason to believe they'd open. The shaft below and above both come to resemble one another so completely that Shepard might easily have become lost, had she not been counting floors.]

Hey, look at this. [It's the thirty-fourth floor they've come to, so far, and it's got the same gnawed-on marks as the rest, but this one is open. Not a lot, barely half a centimeter, but just barely enough to get some purchase, if one were determined.] Let's give it a shot. You take one side I'll take the other?
scaredofdogs: (Thinking)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-16 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"So it seems. I didn't really expect to be able to do all of this just from drinking a tea, but here we are."

It's a disturbing thought to think that their powers were pulled out of them and made into teas to be drunk by anyone wandering around. It makes him wonder if anyone is running around with one of his abilities.
sadflutenoises: (pic#14048276)

[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-16 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[The woman returns with a small stack of dry linens, already torn into strips for their offered wraps. He thanks her profusely before turning to Lan Wangji, a smug smile on his lips for having acquired their prize.

His victory is short-lived though, as Lan Zhan seems just as prickly as ever. He could at least give the woman a smile for her help! Wei Wuxian bows slightly in gratitude before handing them off to Lan Wangji.]


Maybe another time.

Don't think I've forgotten, you promised me we'd drink to celebrate A-Yuan! And you've yet to share a cup with me.
lunchbreaks: (radio someone still loves you)

[personal profile] lunchbreaks 2020-06-16 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, just now I think... I had some tea, I thought it would cool me down. It wasn't the... wasn't the right kind, I think. No, it was... actually, it was quite like a London Fog, heavy on the bergamot--

[ Aziraphale, focus. ]

--And then I started dozing off, you know, it's ssso hot. And I woke up like this!

[ Thanks Sam, you're a champ for helping out. And honestly, just listening to this. ]

Actually.

It is much cooler in this body!
billowing: (Default)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-16 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
It makes Lan Wangji wonder if anyone's walking around with any of their abilities. Or what happens when they get sent someone else's abilities.

"Is that the only one you have?" he asks.
billowing: (今夜鄜州月 | moon over fuzhou)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-16 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
You drink.

[ He's afraid of the kinds of things he will say if he is drunk. More now than ever. ]

But I will come with you. First, we should re-bandage your hand.

[ Perhaps they'll let them do it here so they don't have to return to their rooms?

He goes to ask one of the staff, and he misunderstands and thinks that Lan Wangji intends to book them a room, so he gestures for them to follow.
]
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042098)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-16 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head. "I have two more. But I haven't taken them yet. I figured this one would be the most safe since I'm familiar with it."

He worries a little bit about the other two, but one in particular has his curiosity piqued and he can't wait to give it a shot.
sadflutenoises: (pic#14048263)

[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-16 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Right, right, I can drink your share, of course!

[He feels slightly better at the thought; at least Lan Zhan doesn't want to leave him on his own right away.]

Ah- Yeah, that would help.

[Not that he minds wearing Lan Zhan's ribbon instead. But it is probably good to get the bloodstains out of his favorite hair accent. He follows to the empty room, not sure if the dim lighting, incense, and gentle ambiance are the best for trying to wrap his hand, but he's not about to complain. There are two tables, so he just hops up on the nearest one, sitting comfortably on the edge before holding out his hand.]

Think you can do another cute little bow on this one too?
inquiryguqin: ᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴇsᴛʜᴇsɪᴀ@ DW (103)

[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-06-16 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Since he's agreed, the servers came by with a tray of iced teas offered, served with umbrella straws in tall glasses. One for him, which he takes for a sip, and one for Wei Wuxian.

"It's hot. So fewer layers required. And I was overheating." With the iced tea, and feeling the effects, he feels a little better, calmer even.

At the mention of the other man, he becomes quiet and quickly become sullen, more so than ever, briefly frowning, forcing the feelings back. Which perhaps the reason why he seems so rigid and stoic and keeping a straight expression when Wei Wuxian is around him, teasing him. Self-restraint is required. Perhaps, he can befriend this one.

"Mn. So you did. Is that the one that comes from your world? Did the two of you become acquainted...?"
billowing: (东风无力 | the east wind powerless)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-16 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
Mm. Well, it's comforting to know that of all the things he could've chosen, that was the one he went with first.

But he supposes if the spirits won't talk...

"What did you ask them before?"
billowing: (几处早莺争暖树 | orioles fight in warm trees)

[personal profile] billowing 2020-06-16 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Yes.

[ He gently undoes the red ribbon, unwrapping it carefully, one hand underneath Wei Ying's to steady him. He fetches a bowl and fills it with water to rinse out the wound again, patting it dry with a clean towel before wrapping it, this time much better as the medical gauze is of a good width and is breathable, as well as meant to stick to the skin. In fact, it's better than the bandages at home. He finishes off with a bow, just as a nice-looking young woman happens in on them.

Lan Wangji looks at her as if she'd just interrupted a private moment, and she explains that she will be their instructor.

For the couple's massage they requested?

Lan Wangji looks at her like she's sprouted two heads.
]
scaredofdogs: (pic#14042159)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-06-16 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
He tilts his head as he considers the list of questions.

"Several things..but mostly what I've determined is that they are scared of the Queen, staff have gone missing and the spirits say they don't know anything about it or the noises in the wall. But there are apparently rebel groups and no one should trust the queen." He was sure there was more but it was a lot of information to take in over the course of the last couple days.

"The spirits actually seemed pretty happy to have someone to talk to."
sadflutenoises: (Default)

[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-16 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
The glass is icy cool and incredibly welcome and he can feel the cooling effects in an instant. He empties a good third of the glass without flinching, letting out a sigh of relief.

"I don't doubt it," he nods. Sometimes common sense had to take priority over senseless rules and propriety, not that Lan Wangji was likely to appreciate hearing so. But cooling off did seem to help with his demeanor. He seemed relaxed, mellow, at least... until he mentions the other Lan Wangji. He's reasonably sure that look is annoyed, or at the very least, displeased. Had they had a fight? He can't imagine any two more even-tempered people, but just by talking to the other Wei Wuxian, he knew there were some huge differences between them.

"It's hard to be sure," he said lightly, "but I think so. And he seemed to agree."

"Acquainted? Mm, reunited more like? Lan Zhan has been a close friend for so long. He remembers more than I do, but he told me some good things too!" his smile turns the slightest bit wistful.

"I wish I could see A-Yuan all grown up though! He must be getting so big."
thotsandprayers: (that's what I do what I live for to help)

[personal profile] thotsandprayers 2020-06-16 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
For what it's worth, I haven't had any bad experiences with the one they're passing around. At least, not yet.

[Sorry buddy, he might be trying to stay strong, but Kiara's not the type to help someone resist temptation.]

I'm not sure what to make of the one that was left in my room though.
inquiryguqin: ᴄʜʀᴏᴍᴇsᴛʜᴇsɪᴀ@ DW (102)

[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-06-16 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
He isn't wrong as there had been an argument. If it weren't for the iced tea effects of calming him down, he is annoyed and inwardly stung, but with some patience and determination to stay focus, because Wei Wuxian's friendliness has an effect of him, he is more willing to be more open and receptive in talking to him, setting his differences aside amicably. In conversation, he finds a distraction and doesn't think and dwell on his long-standing sulk in the pool.

"Of course, a close friend. It's good that the two of you are reunited. You two should learn more about each other." Just merely stating.

Mentioning his adopted son, there's where the similarities connected. "Ah. What did he tell you A-Yuan? He is growing up back home, learning the traditions of the Lan Clan." He said this quite proudly, raising him in his memory.
equivocations: (pic#14074437)

[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-16 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a small smile of gratitude, both that he continues playing and for the particular song. For just a moment, he allows himself to close his eyes and feel at home, to conjure up the way he committed the smell of the rain and the sound of a chorus of voices to memory.

So vivid is the recollection that it would be easy to stay immersed even as the notes of the song fade, but that's not what he's here for, so instead he opens his eyes. He contemplates the question briefly, evaluating which subject is the most pressing to discuss. ]


What is the last you remember, before you came here?

[ He hadn't asked it before, because it hadn't seemed necessary - he'd assumed that, of course, they'd remembered the same thing, until he encountered the other Wangji and both Wei Wuxians.

Until he found Meng Yao. ]
equivocations: (pic#14074430)

[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-16 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly does seem quite a bit more crowded than the last time I was here. I'm grateful that whatever keeps the water cool hasn't stopped as well.

[ Far from being bothered, if anything, Lan Xichen seems probably more relaxed now than - well, possibly than he's ever been, but certainly more than he's shown around most people. He's leaning back, propped up by both palms flat on the ground - which for him, is practically sprawling - and he turns an easy smile towards Wei Wuxian. ]

Are you well?
sadflutenoises: (pic#14048205)

[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-06-16 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[He'd really only been teasing, but the idea of Lan Zhan leaving a cute bow was kind of sweet. His hidden softness always brought a smile to Wei Wuxian's features. The new bandages are nice though, cool and breathable compared to his tattered old ribbon. He tests it, not flexing the hand too far, but wiggling his fingers experimentally before nodding.]

Much better.

[They're interrupted, and though he doesn't catch the look Lan Zhan gives her, his own is fairly surprised when she mentions a couple's massage class. Is that what Lan Zhan had arranged? It seems wildly unlike him, but he's been known to indulge some of Wei Wuxian's childish whims before.]

I'll be a little useless for something like that I'm afraid...

[He gestures to his hand, but the woman is quick to shake her head and reassure him that he can be the one they practice on, and that there's plenty of techniques that only use one hand, it's all about distribution of strength and putting pressure in the right places.

She turns quickly, pulling a curtain and tells them to undress to their 'level of comfort,' gesturing at the large white towels folded neatly on the end of the tables while she prepares the massage oils.

Wei Wuxian is left with his mouth hanging slightly askew for a moment before he has to stifle a laugh as he glances from Lan Zhan to the curtain, then bumps his shoulder lightly, unable to keep from teasing.]


A surprise massage, Lan Zhan how generous!
equivocations: (pic#14074443)

[personal profile] equivocations 2020-06-16 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ That is - a lot of skin oh no. He hasn't quite gotten used to holding conversations with people wearing such clothing, but he was reasonably sure he was making progress with at least making his inclination to stare resolutely at their face and no where else look natural.

It somehow feels different when it's someone he knows. When it's Wei Wuxian, and he manages to avoid blurting out has Wangji seen you only because he's well versed in situations where he has to keep his knee-jerk reaction to himself. ]


I was looking for you. [ And managing to mostly keep his composure, aside from his initial slightly embarrassed surprise. ] I wanted your perspective, on what has been occurring.

[ The checking on him part is something he can do with observation, resorting to asking directly only if he needs to. ]

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