The alien's Shriek was Followed by a bunch of Coughing and then finally, his voice changing from low to high and finally a Regular voice, much like the telephone person from FNAF Well uhh, sorry about that, I'm Going through a bit of alien puberty, the shriek thing is kinda apart of it sorry... with a voice that sounded like he was apologizing, but didn't actually care,

A string of lavish carriages suddenly ripped past the farmer, all of them headed by muscular looking men and tossing dirt up the path as they went.

Alcaeus shielded his eyes as the carriage went racing past, grumbling to himself as he wipes large clod of soil and mud from both his and his steeds respective person's. A few moments of searching turned up a nice copse of trees for him to leave his horse, with plenty of grass to eat and a river to drink from. There he removed its saddle, bit and with a bit more than hard work, its shoes before patting it on the head once more and giving it a kiss. Alcaeus spoke as he pointed at it. "Now no moving, y'hear? This is a nice place and I may need you if I want to skedaddle. You can go for runs and all, but just be here when I whistle." The horse looked on, unaffected, as he sighed. "If only you understood me, huh?" He brushed his hand over the horses snout once more before turning back and waltzing back up to the hotel, this time walking all the way to the lobby and up to the front desk. He removed the hood of his cloak and set down his massive packs. Yeah, packs. Multiple. Four of the monsters, to be exact. Very large and made of tough leather, each held in a muscled, bronze arm. "Wowie zow, this is quite the place. I was told I'd need to come here to get my room key. Can't be sleepin' out on the dirt now, can I?" He snapped finger-guns with all four of his arms and smiled his winning charmer's smile, as his extra arms receded into his back.

What a pitiful way to start off the day, Anya had lost her breakfast to a hunter that had been in her space she of course would let the poor human take her food and look elsewhere for prey. Anya Never liked being in society much so she never really got groceries or mail it seemed, but today was a little different once she returned home she found a letter Stating that she was invited to a hotel for monsters or something. She squeealed in happiness and decided to go since she hadnt been to on in a long whil she wanted to look extra beautiful so she threw together her best She hurried out the door and made the short journey to the mountain, as she was just under it. When she reached the door a ghost floated in front with a clip bored, anya said her name and politely pushed pass the ghost. Her dress was an elegant cream color that brought out her luxurious Blue eyes. Her long white and blue hair was curled perfectly around her face and shoulders. She wondered how the host knew her, she hadnt done anything too rewarding in her long life, other than being an elder kitsune that had fought in a war, She looked as young as a teen though her current age was alomst 10,000 yrs. She was purely the word Beautiful Tonight

The Countess Avalai walked out of her carriage with such elegance that chilled the bones of the fiendish Lord, he kissed her hands, they were cold, colder than his heart. "Very long indeed, it is quite an honor to bestow your elegance to such a place, it will only bring much joy to the celebrations!" The Lord then ordered a ghost to take care of the queen and taker and her entourage to her suite, but before he could finish KABAAAAAAAM- something crashed from the heavens, destroying much of what it landed on. "BY SATAN'S BEARD! WHAT IS THIS? AN ACT OF GOD? TO RUIN MY CELEBRATIONS?" the lord yelled with great fury as he ran towards the lobby, now a destroyed debris. The lord moves the monster crouds aside as he made it to the center of the show, there was a black, shiny being on fours. "You are not an angel! But you still crashed through the Lord's Hotel! The damage is irreplaceable, my my." The Ghosts came pouring from all sides, picking up debris and clearing the place, "Chop chop, clean up this place and begin repairs immediately!" The Lord then turned his gaze to the shape shifter, "YOU, I trust you can take care of our unexpected guest? Help him and see what he needs, take him to a good room, you are after all getting a suite, helping is the least you can do, mini me." The Lord then clapped his hands and smiled foolishly, telling everyone it is alright and they may continue checking in. The lord rushed outside to apologize to the countess and bowed as he asked her to carefully go to her suite. Eventually two more notable guests arrived, one that wasn't greatly dressed, "should have sent dressing codes, oh welcome! Welcome to the grand monsters hotel, please check in!" Moments later a beautiful lady in white dress walked in, the Lord recognized her as an Elder Kitsune, he welcomed her and asked the ghosts to assist her to her suite.

Influenced by the crowd of people around him Like kept shifting in confusing shapes and colours. As he spoke his tone and pitch altered dramatically with every few words, Like managed to make the whole sound coherent. "Welcome creature. Judging by your choice of transport, lack of language barriers and calm demeanor I'm going to guess.." A tail, replica to Johns dexterously slithered along with Like's hands as he waved them around when he talked. "You've never been to the human realm before, but you have seen humans and other sapient creatures. Are you from the shadow realms? The sunken city? Nightmare city?" He stuck out a hand, or claw, he wasn't quite sure at this point. "You can call me Like, and you've arived in the perfect place... er well, a few meters to the left would have been the perfect place."

Truth is, John doe learnt English after spending 2 hours in a box full of English dictionaries, Well, to be honest, I was born in a big Spaceship and I was kinda, you could say Fired.......out of an airlock John doe told the person, I just spent the last uhmm, 10 maybe 20 years floating around in space until I just Slammed straight into this place And then john doe stood an his Hind legs, Towering over pretty much everyone except for a Giant who was well, gigantic Oh hahaha nerm-shut up john doe John doe Smelt the area, and smelt a familiar smell, the smell of beer, John doe went ran straight towards the smell, Running past a unsuspecting person who was lucky enough to move away in time, and John doe Leaped through a window, smashing it in seconds and landing on a Bar, grabbing a Bottle of beer and opening it with his teeth, Almost breaking off the entire top of the beer, a white foam foaming at the top Pretty much everyone in the place was either running away in fear, except for one person, who had a heart attack Also the window magically fixed itself, cool right?

"Sounds rough. Hold on, space space? As in you're from outer space? Intresting.." Like followed John as the former ravaged the bar and started to consume beer in a way that could only be described as eviceration. "Well it's lucky for the masquerade that fate chose this spot out of all places for you to land." With controlled precision Like manouvred the copied tail to pluck an unscathed beer bottle and opened it on the counter side. "I see you are unfamiliar with this world, save a few instincts. I can relate. All you need to know for now is that the handsome tall creature with the black clothes and sharp voice is our host. By his grace you can relax here. Your host desires for the decor to remain intact, something to keep in mind. As for everyone else, if they have names, there are rules. Rule's you can learn or ignore, each with their own concequences. Those without a name you can consider decor." Like grinned at his bizzare reflection as he slowly poured the gold liquid down the smooth glass. "On that note I do hope you have a name traveler."

The Red Queen simply smirked and flattered herself a bit faster with the fan after his Lordship greeted her, keeping her composure if not widening her eyes a bit at the display of an E.T. She yawned. She had already met aliens eons ago during the the invasion of a Canadian village in which 2000 people disappeared overnight back in 1930, and before that during her vacation in the Bermuda Triangle in 1427. She had long overcome her amazement at the idea that other being exist. Hell, she became their temporary queen as well before she came back to earth. But, that's not one for the history books. "Thralls," She chirped. her eyes half closed. "See to it my wardrobe is put away. I will retire shortly." The hoardes of muscular and or attractive men (and petite women) began unloading the carriages, all filled with her luggage to be set up in her suite. Shoes, gowns, everything a queen could own for a long stay at a distant hotel. The handmaiden from before collected her key, not far back from her mistress's side. @nerminator @akje She made her way towards the bar when she spotted the extraterrestrial and a changeling head that way, and call her curious, but she wouldn't mind knowing more about the aliens planet. Not to mention, changelings made for excellent company in her time. "I would certainly hope he has a name." She butted in to their conversation, smirking as she fanned herself. Behind her, her handmaiden curtsied to the two male beasts. "Afterall, if he doesn't it may be a problem. Not that extraterrestrials follow the same rules as demons, but, alas, names are very powerful things." She sat at the bar, crossed her ankles, and gently pressed her hand to her pristine white cheek, smiling like a cheshire cat at the two of them. "Bartender, One sidecar with a few drops of your blood, if you don't mind." Avalais eyes burned into the two men she spoke to, and did not look at the bartender as she ordered.

"I had to get-pant- away from-pant-him, otherwise-pant-i'm fine"

@Reapthemusic "Quite right your grace." Like's reflection spoke from the glass as he set it on his lips. His voice, no her voice, moving up in pitch as it took a more feminine nature. White and delicate fingers put the empty beerglass down. Red lips to match the creature before her. "And I should know, I'm a collector of sorts. It is an honor to meet you countess, duchess, queen." Like acompanied her words with a light bow.

Anya simply rolled her eyes at all the luggage someone had being brought in, she walked to the front desk and cleared her throat "A room for one please, make it a large" she said her voice husky and sweet though it contained pain. Anya Wasnt very inclined on hierarchy among her fellow monsters, So she decided to sit up at the bar and order a drink. Making her presence know to anyone there, She didnt think twice about the woman in red and gave her a half smile as she drank a purple and brown drink. Anya was dressed beautifully her gown was in every way shape and form of the word Elegant.

"can someone please help-trying to get up but leans against the wall-to my room"

"Get away from whom exactly? Y'know what, don't answer that. I'm pretty sure I don't want to know. Just hold still." Cain said as he tucked three fingers into Jack's collar and lifted him up. Thanks to years of hunting down and overpowering people to eat, Jack was practically a feather in his arms, then again, being a monster and having the strength to go with it certainly didn't hurt either. Cain took a moment to talk to the receptionist about acquiring a room, making an effort to stay out of the way of The Red Queen's thralls as he grabbed his key and checked Jack's. "A whole floor above me. Goddamn it, you're lucky i've gotten soft in my years." Cain muttered with a hint of annoyance as he proceeded to walk around the desk. He made it approximately three steps before something dawned on him, prompting the wendigo to turn and whistle in the direction of Lord Da Gravee. The sound of the whistle carried through the lobby for a bit, sounding more like a howling gust of wind than an actual whistle, "Er...sorry t'bug you sir, but could you tell me were rooms...lemme see..." he trailed off as he double checked the keys, "Oh yeah, rooms 303 and 204 are? I'd like to drop this guy off and get settled if possible.".

"thank you cain" -as jack was being lifted he noticed The Red Queen and recognized her, and the reason why jack recognized her was because he remembered her through memories-

Alcaeus grimaced as he received his room key, looking at the number on the tag with a mix of disdain and anxiety. "510? Five whole floors up? Not a fan of stairs but beggars can't be choosers." And with a grunt he swooped up his bags once more, one arm to one bag with a fifth to spare for his room key. He was already among the weird and wonderful, so why hide his lineage? It was a short task to find his room and deposit the bags he had, all clattering and clanking as they sounded filled to the brim with... something. With a click of the lock and a skip down the stairs, he had arrived back in the main lobby. He looked around for a moment, deciding what to do first before the festivities began. 'Some interaction and maybe a drink wouldn't hurt.' He moseyed over to the bar like a man with nothing better to do, knocking on the bar as he sat down. "One ice-water, please." A mundane order, some might say it was a relatively boring order, but he needed the hydration after riding for so long to get here. The drink came and he nodded to the bartender, receiving a confused stare in return as he turned away to look out at the other residents scrabbling about. An extraterrestrial, a shapeshifter, a countess and her countless thralls, a kitsune and others he had not seen yet. Nothing he had not seen before. Being alive since before dates were invented had that effect. Then again, he had never really taken the time to interact with those he HAD seen, so why not now, when he was on 'vacation'? He waves over to them, hoping to grab some attention. "Hello there, folks."

Lord De Gravee The Lord was welcoming key guests into the lobby as he was carefully directing them away from the debris caused by the extraterrestrial landing. Then he walked back to the lobby and was whistled by the wendigo he had ignored earlier. "Blimey, you can't just whistle you filthy dog, don't you know who this is?" A ghost had lost it in front of the Lord. "It is okay Tim tong, you may continue with the repairs, ah yes, my dear guests, room 303 should be on the third floor, 204 on the second, just take the stairs and ask the ghosts for help, they will be kind to do so. Enjoy." Snazzy The Reaper Snazzy was furious he wasn't invited to the annual monster celebrations at Hotel Le Horrid, he was offended the lord wouldn't personally invite him. Sitting at his couch in the living room of some deserted New Jersey apartment, Snazzy snapped his fingers and he was instantly teleported to the hotel lobby. "What a damn scene, oh there you are you stinking excuse of a Lord!" The reaper couldn't finish as the Lord walked away and ignored his remarks, "Damn, will reap your soul one day, given you have one." Snazzy floated off into the bar, he jumped over and greeted the guests enjoying their drinks, "What have we here? A terrifyingly unremarkable bartender, it is a shame, let's take of that." Snazzy snapped the bartender's neck, a juicy black liquid poured out, he as a zombie bartender. "Countess, And gentlemen, freaks, and unrecognized demons (John doe), I am your bartender for the evening, SNAZZY THE GRIM FUCKING REAPER." Snazzy then dashed to the multi-handed man, and mimicked him in mockery "Hellu there folks, howdy, dowdy partner eh hullo, what the hell man? You are like the boring-est monster in here, just shove those hands down your throat and shut up JEHHHHSUS!" Snazzy then grabbed some bottles and prepared an Iced Water for the man he just mocked, all the while, the entire time, he was holding his scythe with him.

@ReaptheMusic@akje John doe Lifted the beer up a little bit, and then a weird, Pink, mini version of his face Shot out of his mouth and Submerged his head in the drink, gulping away at the beer until there was No more left, John doe put the messed up broken thing that people call "beer bottles" down onto the ground, the top was practically gone, Turning over and staring at the two people, he grabbed another beer, holding it in his right hand, Oh yeah people call me plenty of names, like, ET, that gigantic black scorpion thing, alien, Oh and heres my favorite! John does voice changed into a ear-piercing shriek, AHHHUGHHHHAAHHHHOHHMY GODD WHATTHH UGH WHAYT THE FUUUGKKHHH AUGHHAUHG AHHHHHGGH SUACNIEHUAOSUAH AUGHHH KILL ME PLELEZZAUGHH OGH UGHH GOD UAHGHHAUINCI THEUGHHH PAINNHEUG He jumped scared half of the people, A zombie with a hole where his heart would be had a heart attack, I don't really know what it means but I'm guessing its French for something, But I just call myself John doe John doe told the Strange alien lookalike, noticing how a Skeleton dude just broke one of the bartenders necks, John doe guessed that was how you say Hello on this planet,

@nerminator@akje The Countess smiled, charmed by the alien's strange tongue. However, when the screeching began, her eyes widened and she appeared startled. Finally, once it had stopped and her hair had become a bit of a mess from the sheer force of the wind blowing out of the alien's mouth. She blinked and snapped her fingers, her maiden fixing it quickly like a pro until she looked as together as before. Her thralls crowded the bar now and she relaxed, going back to flattering herself with the fan. "John Doe," She began, noting how 'fashionable' the changeling beside her looked. She tutted, leaned forward and gussied up the cleavage of the changeling that appeared now as her. "Simply adorable~" @KiraChan@Horrid Her eyes slid over to the foul wench that dared not address her sliding into the seat beside her. Even attempting to rival her appearance so it seemed. Pitiful. She would be dealt with, later. But then another, an attractive male no less, waved at them. She looked to lock eyes with him and smile. Avalai raised a hand, using her finger to beckon him closer, he had her curiosity. Telling what he was would be difficult from this distance. @oakman The Queen of the Vampires stopped fanning. She didn't move, and didn't appear to breathe.... not that it would be necessary. As the reaper stopped moving his jawbone her fan snapped shut, immediately causing all the Thralls, whom had been talking jovially, some men flirting with the women, men with men or women with women, etc, all stopped and turned their head. "Snazzy," She grinned, cocking her head to the side as she came closer to the bar. "Darling," She leaned over the bar now, her fan hooking underneath his jawbone, not touching him with her hands but with her fan. She took a breath, "Do you know... What I ordered?" Her eyebrows went up, her thralls tense in the room. "A sidecar with a few drops of blood. The Bartenders blood, specifically. It's SO hard to find healthy aged zombie at this day and age. Living too and prepared to happily give his fresh, undead, LIVING blood." She leaned closer, her face level with his. Her voice dropped to a whisper as her eyes narrowed. "Do you know what I can't have, with you as a bartender? Huh? Snazzy? Old Friend? ...Well I'll tell you." She leaned in closer, her nose almost in his nose-hole. Avalai leaned back, displeased. Her thralls visibly relaxed. The Reaper and She would know each other from the passing of centuries, and he would be no stranger to her temper. She quickly opened her fan, her eyes closed, and flattered herself with it once more. A scowl was set into her brow. The handmaiden relaxed, but sighed. No one was safe when the Red Queen was upset.

Cain sneered a bit at the ghost who referred to him as a dog, he would have made a retort were it not for the hotel's owner stepping in and telling him what he wanted to know. "Thank you very much." He said, adding in an apology for whistling as an afterthought. Cain raised Jack a bit higher so as not to have his shoes dragging across the floor, "Come on you, before you bleed out on the carpet. If that fancy chick in red's titles aren't just a jumble of words some sycophant used to get on her good side, she might try to drink you.", Cain winced as he heard Avalai screaming from the bar, "Assuming she doesn't go postal before she takes notice of you.". With little else to say, the wendigo made his way towards the stairs with his luggage and Jack firmly in his grip. Upon reaching the base, Cain looked around to ensure no one was paying him any mind, then lightly gripped Jack's head so that Jack could not look back at him, "Sorry for the roughness. This only works if i'm not being seen." Cain explained quickly to quell any concerns Jack might have had. The world blurred as Cain teleported up the first flight of stairs, followed by the second, then the third. Without wasting any more time than necessary, Cain found room 303 and gently plopped Jack in front of the door, "By the way, if you're going to return the shirt I used to stop your bleeding, please wash it first. Just because i'm a monster does not mean I'm against the finer concepts of hygiene and sanitation.". With that, Cain spun on his heel and began making his way back towards the stairs to drop his bag into his room.

@oakman Alcaeus shook his head in disapproval and sighed. What terrible facsimile of an arbiter had Hades spat forth this time? He took the water with a slight, but friendly nod of his head and drank deeply, downing the whole glass before placing it back on the bar for another. He cracked a tired smile as he heard the reaper's impression of him and spoke softly. "Haven't ever said 'howdy' or called anyone 'partner' but hey, keep working on it. You'll get there some day, kid." @ReaptheMusic Al turned and saw the red woman beckon. And then chose to ignore her blood-fuelled outburst. A countess, vying for his attention? A stalker of the night, no less. Once every couple of ages, maybe he gets eyed up by a passerby at the free market, but this was definitely new. However, being a sensible man, he erred on the side of caution and only moved his seat slightly closer, close enough to be within conversing distance. He gave her a tired nod of respect and curled his lips up in a smile. "Greetings, ma'am. To whom do I owe the pleasure, if you don't mind me asking?"