oakman

Monsters Hotel

The Lord was quite astonished he was right about the elusive shapeshifter, to him he saw a toddler version of himself, cute he thought. Once the shape shifter suggested the existence of a slayer amongst them, the lord patted him on the back and told him to anticipate 'fun'. "Imagine when our fellow demons arrive, oh the fun we will have, bloodbaths under the moonlight, come on you [Like] go check into a suite, you are granted one, just ask for suite number 2, number one belongs to a special guest, she is of utmost importance her countess." The Lord then walked outside and signaled one of the ghosts to assist Jack, the slayer. The lord then moments later another guest arrived, he seemed furious, mad even, "Wendigos, why did I invite them again?" The Lord ignored the wendigo guest for a much more important arrival was to be taken care of, the countess of Transylvania herself! Queen of the vampires! The lord approached the maiden and kissed her hands, then bowed, waiting for the countess to approach.

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The Lord made his way to the Lobby, to check the first arrival, he saw an angelic figure talking to the ghost bouncer he had put outside at the lobby's entrance. "Let him in you useless dimwitted bag of rudeness, can't you see our guest is tired?" "But my High Lord, this is not exactly a monster is he?" The ghost murmured. "Don't ever judge a book by its cover," The Lord looked at the young boy then welcomed him to check into the hotel. "My Lord?" the ghost hesitated to ask. "What is it? I need to attend to the Party's preparation." "What about this box? The stamp says it is ..." the Lord interrupted the ghost's blabber and yap as he went over and picked up the box. "You may manifest yourself now, and WELCOME! Though I question your means of travel you cheapshit," the Lord laughed.

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Monster Name/ Snazzy The Reaper Monster Type/ Biblical Grim Reaper Other names/ Grimm, The Reaper, Death Appearance/ Dressed in a gloomy and shredded black robes made out of the dead's ashes. Be has a big black hood that covers his head, only his smirking face appears to the beholder, that of a white skull, yet with a dreadful visage. He has his Scathe with him for the reaping, he almost always carries it around. Personality/ Mysterious, Gloomy, Fiendish, Cynical, Sarcastic, horrible at grammar and math. Bio/ Snazzy is one of the ten Grim Reapers dispatched to collect souls in God's earth, he is the most active one, a rookie, 8000 years in the business.

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<Snipped quote by oakman> I hoped as much. I made my post. Travel by mail order is always a classic no?

@akje

Good post, yeah it's amusing, one of the guests is coming by mail, the other is crashing from space, interesting.

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@nerminator Haha loved your entry, it is really hilarious, will see how it plays into the RP. Great Characters, loved the details and humor, glad you people understood this is a humorous RP!

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And the party is ON! Write what was your monster doing before/as it got the letter, and then its arrival or journey to the alps. Once everyone is at the Hotel, the Lord will warmly welcome them.

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"Jim Jim, come on you slacking piece of trash, it is time to ready the Hotel for celebrations!" "But me Lord, 'tis a bit early don't ye think?" "Jim Jim, there is a reason I'm Lord of the monster Realms, well at least of Europe, and you are a slimey Lobby boy." "Aye." With that the Lord clapped his hands and dusted off his suit as he went down the magnificent stairs of Hotel Le Horrid and walked off to the Lobby where birds made out of skeletons were writing thousands of letters to fellow monsters. The Lord snapped his finger, and hundreds of Ghosts began floating around in haste, readying the Hotel for the great celebrations. The Lord then walked out to the massive Pool at the back of the hotel and was astonished by the décor. Balloons, human livers in bowls, zombies on the stage playing chilling music, and Frankenstein himself playing on the organs, or someone that could stand for the monster was named so. Then the lobby bell was rung, for the first of the Monster guests seemed to arrive early! "Blast it! We are off to a dreadfully wonderful start this year!" The lord cheered.

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@KiraChan@ReaptheMusic@CallaLily@Horrid@Entropsy Awesome, we have enough to start, will drop an IC once most of our CS are done.

Beware the rust! [robotic discovery/survival RP]

Posted, now back to reading more IC, lots to read lol, but most of then are enjoyable, specially KING's dialogues.

Beware the rust! [robotic discovery/survival RP]

The sky was painted with pink petals of clouds like a massive extending orchid, white clouds shaded in hues of the sunset and the reflection of the orange red wasteland. Great debris could be seen faded in the horizon, those of satellites fallen from the heavens. Other smaller debris were scattered all over with rust eating upon them, wind hallowing within and causing sharp shrieks echoing to the rocks. A gust of wind blows over the dead sand particles, motionless for weeks, and they flew, carried by wind. The sand fell through an opening in the ground and leaked down to a considerable depth of darkness, dampness, and demise. Below where a sunken building was hidden in the earth, water drops could be heard playing the theme of the sunken floors. Down below in the blinding bleakness, a faint light flickered as a muffled sound of machine trying to reanimate shook the sand particles off the debris. A custom built JT-Series combat unit was laying, back to a platform, legs extended and arms dead hanging from the lowered shoulder armor. The light flickered yet again, this time with a magnetic sound of pulse, as if life had a melody which blasted through the hunk of metal. Its eyeLEDs lighted a faint orange, flickering, then a monotonous voice broke the long silence. Fury. JT-Series 345679-0272-27, custom built by #@gd&%/// Rebooting. Assisting A.I intact. Diagnosing A.A.I/// Operational at 78% Power At 15%/// Prioritize unit Fury to search for power source. Turning on Fury A.I online/// Fury Online. "You are beautiful.." ||What..? Ughhh.. What is.. What..|| Fury operational at 34%.... Directing Fury to search for )##*%)3)!... Errorr. Errorrr. Fury had detached himself from the cords that connected his back to the power outlet in the wall, now dead as the place, his A.A.A has gone offline. "You are beautiful, look for light" ||who's that? What's happen here... Father.. Father, I must... Father knows.|| Fury looked around before struggling to get up on his feet, he was badly damaged and could barely walk without leaning on the wall for support. ||My rifle.. Where's my rifle..|| Fury moved through the dark, his A.A.I attempting to reboot as he slowly walked out of the room, and into a dark corridor where more sand fell from the ceiling and entered between his shoulder joints. Fury almost tripped over a piece of familiar metal. He clutched his hands at it and it felt like his body, he adjusted his grip and recognized it as his rifle. ||Father...||