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𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒫𝒴 𝐻𝐸𝒜𝑅𝒯𝒮 𝒮𝒯𝒜𝐹𝐹 ([personal profile] happyheartsstaff) wrote in [community profile] angryhearts2020-08-11 11:18 pm

you want to hear it? well —

ONLY, MY SECRET'S MINE, AND I WON'T TELL


The garden may no longer be available upon return to the hotel, but there is still a bustle of energy. How fortunate all the Oysters are, to reside in such a renowned place! It's a great honor for those in Wonderland to be granted opportunity to teach their skills or ply their trade here, and the Queen permits only the best. Hotel staff themselves seem to delight in the presence of the traveling merchants. Many trade teas or favors for enchanted items, and will eagerly discuss their purchases. "Oh, it happens regularly enough," they will say if asked, "but you never know if the merchant you liked or the item you eyed will be back next time!"

The talk lingers after the guest instructors and merchants have departed, but it isn't the only thing left behind. Glimmers of green may catch your eye, tucked away in hidden places that seem almost impossible to reach without drawing attention to yourself. Those who manage it will find a scrap of heavy paper with a drawing of a stylized caterpillar, a series of numbers, and the words call a friend.

Are you curious enough to input the numbers into your Empathy? It will ring, if you do, until an answering machine picks up and asks a single question — How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tail? Do you dare leave a message? What will it be? Whatever you decide, the call will disconnect after a few minutes. It seems the only thing you can do now is wait for a call back.

But of course, the hotel is not in the habit of allowing such a thing as idle waiting. Her Royal Highness has noticed that some of her beloved Oysters seem quite reluctant to partake of the many splendors that the hotel provides, and she will be offering a special treat — indulgence.

QUEEN'S GAMES

8/12 - 8/22



What's more fun to indulge in than a little healthy competition? It's time for the Queen's Games, a truly dazzling spectacle. Competitors come from all over Wonderland, and this year for the first time ever, Oysters are invited to join! Announcements for the games schedule will be posted all throughout the hotel, along with directions on how to register to join.

The games will be held in either the pool area or the gym, which seems to have expanded to accommodate the number of spectators. Available games include:
  • archery
  • chess
  • croquet
  • artistic swimming
  • diving
  • gymnastics
  • flamingo flying
  • ice skating
  • ice sculptures

Of course, even the games that Oysters are familiar with may not be quite the same. Chess in Wonderland is a team sport, for example, with each member of the team filling a role as a chess piece and a coach as a strategist directing the plays. Attempting to capture one of the other team's pieces includes having to successfully win a fight against them. Gymnastics and diving competitors include growing and shrinking in size to their routines, ice sculptures come to life when they've been completed, artistic swimmers and ice skaters change costumes and swap partners in the blink of an eye.

If they're lucky, Oysters may find one of the competitors willing to show them the ropes. If they're even luckier, or more persistent, there may be a spot or two open on one of the teams that Oysters can slot themselves into. For the most part, team members will be delighted to have Oysters there.

"You all just feel so much," one may say, sounding a little awed.

"Show off those emotions, it'll get us points," another will add.

Although competitors are friendly, with Osyters and with each other, it's clear that most of them are here to win. Rivalries may flare up throughout the month, ex-lovers may be reunited and broken up again, infighting may spark among the teams — all things that can be soothed or exacerbated, for Oysters who may have inclinations towards utilizing such things to increase their chances of winning.

Or to fan the flames of drama for its own sake.


THE CALL

8/16



Starting in the early morning hours and continuing late into the night, any who left a message will get a call back.

Those who completed the poem will be greeted immediately by a friendly male voice, with an apology for the delay. "Ugh, our lines are backed up like crazy," the caller will say. "Where are you reporting in from?"

Those who somehow identified themselves as an Oyster, as residing in the hotel, from off world, being held by the Queen, or otherwise potentially against the Queen, will have their call returned by a cold female voice, guarded and wary.

"Show me your Oyster mark," the caller will request. "We can't risk giving you anything without proof."

Regardless of which caller contacts them, anyone who cooperates will receive similar information.

The friendly caller will readily provide assurances that the resistance base was not found, despite Mad March and the Order's attempt at reconnaissance in the old kingdom.

"Can't say much more than that over these channels, you know, but worry not! Everyone is safe. We have a follow up from the last mission — sorry about the air conditioning, you know, couldn't be helped — you ready for this? Keycodes. Access keycodes. Didn't get more than a handful, of course, and the intel is vague about what they access. Are we glad to get your call! How about it, you ready to try one out and see what information you can get?"

The guarded caller will allude to the Order not being able to find what they wanted out in the ruins.

"Did you think they took you out there to show you the sights? They're looking for us, obviously. No I'm not going to tell you more than that — just because you're an Oyster doesn't mean we can completely trust you. All right, look. Last time we broke into the hotel, we recovered a few access codes. We had to get out of there before we could find out what they accessed. How about a trade? We give you the code, you call us back and tell us what you find."


INDULGENCE

8/13 - 8/23



Throughout the event, there will be a number of activities available alongside the games designed to encourage unwinding. A concert set up in the hotel lobby will kick off the start of the games, at which indulgence teas will be made available for the first time. They will continue to be served readily at all hours of the day. Enhanced spa facilities will be made available as well — dazzling pedicures and manicures with nail polish that can do anything from change colors based on your mood to emit light so bright it can function as a flashlight; makeup that gives you a kiss that will literally stun the recipient; aromatherapy that will cure any kind of hangover; oils that double as aphrodisiacs, for those interested; healing massages that will take away your aches and pains, wiping away any bruises or injuries with no questions asked. A clean slate, ready to indulge again.

Then, of course, there are the less official activities. Whispers will begin to spread about another kind of competition being run after hours, when all good competitors should be sleeping. No one quite knows who's running it — one person heard it was the coach of one of the chess teams, eager to get her players extra practice; another heard it was one of the chess players themselves; still another will say it is an ice skater, a flamingo pilot, a gymnast. After all, it hardly matters, does it, as long as it runs, and there is a fight every night? Oysters are welcomed into this competition as well, where the only rule is not to kill your opponent. Teas of all kinds exchange hands as bets are placed on the fights, and the champion is rumored to receive a truly spectacular prize.

If fighting is not to your speed, fear not. All of the competitors seem to have different ways to unwind after the games are completed for the day, and all are happy to allow Oysters to indulge in attending the various get-togethers and parties they host. The knight on one of the chess teams has the most renowned wine collection, and he's brought some of his finest with him to be enjoyed alongside cheeses and poetry. One of the swimmers is a passionate musician, and has recruited anyone who can play an instrument to discuss musical theory and play together. A croquet player is known for hosting the wildest parties, with free-flowing moonshine and sips of ecstacy tea readily available. There is a flamingo pilot with a book club, an archer who is a fabulous chef, a diver who is a skilled debater with a wicked tongue — whatever you like to indulge in, chances are, someone's throwing a party for it.

The games will end on the 23rd, with a roaring celebration of all who participated in the competition. The pool area will be taken over for the farewell party, with music, food, alcohol, and dancing available. It is here that the winners of the competitions will be announced, and prizes will be awarded.


If you have any questions, please leave them over here! Results for the access code sign ups and the distractions will go out on the 14th, so players have until then to sign up. Characters can use the keycodes to access areas and cause distractions from the 16th through the 23rd — and beyond, but after the final party they may no longer have an easy excuse. If you wish to have your character compete in one of the competitions for the prizes, you can sign up here! Winners will be RNGed.




© tessisamess


scaredofdogs: (pic#14042117)

[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-09-09 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
He catches the apple and sticks out his lower lip in an annoyed pout. "If you think you are so confident then you should be the one to try and get him back on the elevator." Because that is a tough battle and one he has already experienced once today and is not looking forward to having to do again.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-09-09 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
About what he thought. Seemed there were some constants no matter what world you were part of; the more powerful one became the harder that power was to control, and the more dire the consequences if control was lost. It was no wonder Shepard fought so ruthlessly and efficiently, even against such a large group. Wei Wuxian's experience was less up close and personal with those he was fighting, simply by virtue of his deviant path of cultivation. He couldn't wield a sword the same way as he once did, so his fighting style had to change.

"Remind me to stay on your good side," he nodded along, trying not to mentally stumble at the idea of an entire city, let along multiple cities in the sky. The more he heard about Shepard's world, the more convinced he became it was real; what started as fantasy, there was just no way to hold onto so many small details and bits of knowledge and keep it all straight if it were a lie.

"Ah... it sort of depends. Anywhere from a few hundred to several thousand, I guess?" he was pretty sure it had more to do with the ruling entity and what they decided to call it, be it kingdom, city, town, or village. Who kept track of that sort of thing?

"Why? How many people fit in your sky stations?"
earthborn: (those times have passed away)

[personal profile] earthborn 2020-09-09 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Space Station," Shepard corrects, automatically, "And, it depends on the station. Citadel had to have about ten million people, and Arcturus used to get about fifty-thousand on a busy day, but uh... Purgatory was a prison-outfit..."

Well, technically it had been about human trafficking, but then what else would you call a for-profit independent prison? Shit, she wasn't about to mourn the place. Even if they'd only been trying to do their damn jobs, they weren't more than two-chit slavers and she hadn't the time for them, not alive or dead.

"...Had to be three or four thousand, at least. But I wasn't exactly sad to see 'em go, given that they were trying to collar or kill me at the time."
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[personal profile] stargazed 2020-09-09 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've managed to avoid that one so far, but we'll see if my luck holds out," Mikumo says, apparently considerably less assured that this is a better option where the teas are concerned. The joy one had been offputting enough when she came back to her senses, considering she's not used to being that open.

"Still, I suppose as these setups of theirs go this one hasn't been too bad so far. Perhaps they've had their fill of negativity for a few months."
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[personal profile] stargazed 2020-09-09 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sure enough, one of the staff around the door seems to notice that there are people not having their full indulgent experience right now, and comes over to offer a service standard "Can I help you with anything?"]

We were wondering what the particular new offerings you had for this celebration were. Neither of us have frequented the spa before now, you see.

[The staff member seems almost surprised at that, but keeps it to a professional level and seems all too enthusiastic at the chance to launch into a spiel about all the new things they're currently trying out, from the unusual nailpolishes to literally stunning makeup and so on. And then she starts off on running down some of their standard offerings, just in case.

Mikumo starts to wonder after the first few minutes whether she shouldn't have mentioned the part where they didn't come here that often.]
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[personal profile] stargazed 2020-09-09 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
So I've noticed. Though exchanging information has its difficulties sometimes.

[With the aforementioned surveillance concerns. Some people are more hesitant to say certain things than others. As for his question about the outside, Mikumo gives a faint hum of amusement at the way he chooses to frame it.]

Thick forest in all directions, it seems. And apparently infested with some very nasty creatures that I wouldn't think anyone could handle one on one without getting at least a few of their abilities back. So we're certainly not in the ideal position for a dramatic escape.
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[personal profile] jinlingers 2020-09-09 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I could do it," Jin Ling says, even though he has no idea whether he can or not. He pets the donkey some more and keeps feeding her apples. There's always something calming about dealing with animals for Jin Ling, even if she's no Fairy.
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[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-09-09 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's good." Lan Wangji managed to smile, if only by a little. That he has forgotten Wei Wuxian bet and wager to give him a donkey ride and to eat chilies oil raw. "He did. I won't remind him anymore, because he is tire of it...and not even for you."

He leans on his hand as he propped an elbow on the table. "Anything else you wished to know, Wei-gege?" Besides, Wei Wuxian already concede that he finds him handsome, so he will remember his words for all time.
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-09-09 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
He grows very serious and puts a hand to stop Wei Ying. "No. We do not hurt other Wei Yings," he cautions.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-09-10 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
He pouts as he looks up at him, "A joke, Lan Zhan. It's a joke. I'd never actually hurt him." Okay..so their first encounter was kind of a fight but they haven't really beaten each other up since then.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-09-10 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Lil' Apple is going to happily munch away at everything that gets put in front of him. Wei Wuxian decides to go around and pick up a few things for himself since he came down there for food for both of them.

"You can prove it once we've had something to eat."
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[personal profile] thotsandprayers 2020-09-10 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Sessyoin Kiara. But please, just call me Kiara. There's little reason for being formal here.

[It's a bit pointless to insist on titles and honorifics in this situation. Though she imagines there's some that still would.]
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-09-10 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope so. I would like to see no more negativity! No more bad people, no more monsters, no more weird hotel tricks where they take or change parts of our bodies.." Says the person who has an ability now that lets him turn into anything he wants to. But he would rather do it on his terms then the hotel's.

"Just fun and good times!" He holds up his glass as if to toast to that.
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[personal profile] jinlingers 2020-09-10 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Jin Ling agrees and he's focused on feeding Apple, apples, than thinking about whether he wants to eat as well.
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-09-10 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Sky, Space, what's the difference?" he shakes his head. It was all the same vast unknown, wasn't that just being picky? He's not too concerned, at least, not while trying to fathom a city large enough to house ten million. If they were fighting, it might be some division of soldiers, but if it was a city, wouldn't that be an awful lot of civilians too? And a prison? Maybe that was a conversation for another time, when they weren't trying to skirt the authorities here.

"I hope you realize, I'm going to absolutely bombard you with questions about that later," he says truthfully. For the moment though, he doesn't want to get too far off track.

"But first I wanna know more about Biotics" the word rolls of his tongue a little easier the second time, "you have to be born one, but is it like... hm. Is there a process? What sort of spell do they use? Or is it more like alchemy?"
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-09-10 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
He nods, unable to keep his smile from widening when Lan Zhan uses the nickname again. Wei Wuxian mimics the way Lan Zhan sits, though his own posture is much sloppier, more relaxed, as he rests his chin in his hands.

"Anything else, hm..." he hums for a moment, thoughtful. There's a few memories that his other self has that he knows never happened in his world.

"Oh, I know something that's different," his grin turns a little wicked, and he makes a soft tsk tsk sound, "I heard you were naughty, Lan Zhan. During the night-hunt on Phoenix Mountain."
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-09-10 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"We can all enjoy a meal together! I'm pretty sure Lil' Apple will be content in here for awhile and maybe forget about how much they don't like the elevator so it will make it easier later."

He starts to assemble a plate from the buffet. It's always a good place to enjoy a variety of foods and he likes he can take whatever he wants.
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[personal profile] earthborn 2020-09-10 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"About what," Shepard wonders, but it's clear the question is rhetorical when he just bulls forward, "What am I, Avina?"

Still, being a mobile information VI is still better than drinking alone. Maybe some parts of the Shore Leave Marathon were starting to get to her, after all. Yes, and she'll take a fresh drink to go with it that existential disgruntlement, bartender, thank you.

"I don't know anything about spells or alchemy or whatever. I just... do it. It's..." She makes a abrupt, almost frustrated motion, as if trying to skip an invisible stone across an unseen pond, and then subsides. How to explain what it felt like from the inside, when the gravity surged in your blood, and you felt your own tidal force warping the world around you? It was intense, and it was invisible, "I'm not a doctor, but. What I was told was, the electrical impulses in your brain power the eezo-compatible mutations, at your nerve-endings. So that generates a mass effect field, and the shape and use of it depends on how you manipulate the field, but in practice, it's just a lot of work. It takes years to master, the closest thing to a shortcut is the mnemonic method and it's not like it's a time saver so much as just efficient lesson plan."

She stop for a minute, thinking. No, that all sounded right. Oh no, wait. She'd nearly forgotten:

"...And, you'd need an implant."
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[personal profile] jinlingers 2020-09-11 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Jin Ling doesn't argue with the idea and he does get himself some food. He still doesn't really like eating like this, still getting used to not being actually served like he was used to but he knew better than to complain about it out loud.

"I don't think Lil Apple ever forgets anything."
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[personal profile] billowing 2020-09-11 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head. "No," he answers. "I wanted to ask you first." And he just wanted to make sure he wasn't, before he steps closer to Wei Ying and pulls him closer for a proper kiss, hands on his hips and lips moving against his.

He doesn't bite, this time, because his teeth are quite sharp, as it turns out, and his tongue is forked. He hopes these things don't discourage Wei Ying, as he pulls away only to rest their foreheads together.

They don't have to do anything else; being around Wei Ying is enough for him.
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[personal profile] scaredofdogs 2020-09-11 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah...ha..Well I can hope. Because if Lil' Apple remembers then we might have to see if a donkey can climb stairs. Otherwise the staff is going to have a new friend wandering around."

He can't even imagine what kind of trouble a donkey can get in if Lil' Apple has to live on the lower floors of the hotel.
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[personal profile] thotsandprayers 2020-09-11 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, that's all...

[A bit much really. That much is clear by Kiara's slight frown while the staff member goes on and on. She's not cross with them or anything, it's just...a lot.]

As she said, I'm afraid neither of us have much experience with this sort of thing, so that list sees rather...daunting. Perhaps there's some sort of package that combines the most popular options?

[And now the staff member's probably going to start covering those, aren't they?]
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-09-11 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"If Avina knows all about Space Stations, then yes," he returns. He wonders how on earth there can be so many words for things he doesn't know, but that's just a little bit of the difference between their world. Shepard has shown she's just as clueless about demonic cultivation as he is about space.

Talking to Shepard though, often felt like deciphering old texts. Constantly referring to other notes he had and trying to piece the meanings together coherently. Electricity, that was a sort of power, he recalled, but he didn't realize it was also something running through a person. Probably like qi, he figures. Just like how he used qi to create threads or nets or other spells, so too could Shepard use hers to create a mass effect field, whatever that was.

Maybe this biotic power wasn't really so different from having a golden core? It takes years to master and control, and works with one's qi to power their spells, heal, use weapons, or fight. And it could be implanted?

"That makes a surprising amount of sense," he admits, taking a slow sip for the first time since their arrival.

"I think I understand it, more or less. Except the implant, I suppose. How does that work? You need one to control the ah... mass effect field?"
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[personal profile] inquiryguqin 2020-09-11 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He's only teasing him, just for fun, but does so because Wei Ying wishes to hear it calling out his name, and seeing him relaxed as they're talking.

"Oh?" He pretends he doesn't know anything, but he does. Keeping his expression cool. It was his well-kept secret. "Who told you? Nobody could have known about it."
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[personal profile] sadflutenoises 2020-09-11 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a game, is it? Well, Wei Wuxian is nothing, if not skilled at playing coy. He's not about to back down either.

"Nobody could have? I'm pretty sure at least one other person knows about it," he needles, studying Lan Zhan's expression for any cracks or tells.

"Either way, I asked you first! It's only fair you answer first."

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