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8 yrs ago
Dammit, smell! Why do you always lie about the taste of things!? Bread is never as good as you say it is! And vanilla extract tastes like petrified ass! PETRIFIED ASS!
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8 yrs ago
Using a phone on RPG. PROS: You can zoom in! CONS: fucking everything else!
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9 yrs ago
Glorious Math Teacher: "You know protractors, right? The rules we have for protractors are simple: Freshmen use these, don't put them in your mouth."
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9 yrs ago
Punching out Nazis and wrestling a yeti, sitting at home with some festive Spaghetti, rigging my boots up with high-power springs... These are a few of my favorite things!
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9 yrs ago
Still trying to figure out whether the Crusades qualify as actual wars, or a steaming hot mess of clusterfarkery best accompanied by the Benny Hill theme...
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I'm here, and I'm stuck in the middle with you.

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"Caroline Shaw?... Huh, sounds familiar." the clerk says as she types the name into her computer and looks over the result. "Room 930. Third floor in the far Northeast wing, out back. It's got a great view, and the pool isn't far away either."

She holds out a keycard for her. Well, really, it just looks like a thin rectangular piece of glass. Just as heavy, with the same sort of edges, but oddly warm and bendable, like a plastic card.
@Eviledd1984

The note appears to be written in plain pencil, from the graininess and the slight smears, but it's too dark to know for sure... Charcoal? Huh, people don't usually use those, but then again, people don't usually sneak around using other people's typewriters...
Got room for me?


Lots.
Hurdy Gurdy Man - Donnovan the Scottish
Il Trovatore: Vedi, Le fosche notturne spoglie - Verdi
For those about to Rock - AC/DC
Mississippi Mud - Black Blood and the Chocolate Pickles
Sherlock Holmes Opening Theme - Hans Zimmer
Solenka - Medieval 2: Total War Soundtrack
Space Oddity - David Bowie
Rebel Rebel - David Bowie
RICE BALLS - Filthy Frank/PinkOmega/Joji Miller
Start the Fire - Metal Church

♫ One of these things is not like the ~other~... ♪
The woman taps away quickly at her computer, and scans the result briefly before responding.

"Yessir!" The clerk says, cheerfully. "Room 700. It's on the second floor, southeast side of the little central bit here. Your balcony goes out over the courtyard."

She hands Nicholas what feels like a solid brass card, a shining black coat of something covers most of it, but it is left golden and reflective along the edges. There doesn't seem to be a single keycode on it. It might be a microchip device.
Hey, welcome! That's a great username. xD
@DJAtomika @Eviledd1984

It appears to be an envelope, leaned on the push-bar and the glass of the door. Upon opening it, they would both find (unless Elise moved to hide it from Jonathan) that it was a much more relaxed form of the messy writing from Elise's first note.

Notes that appear for no reason are rarely trustworthy. Unless you're into that kinda thing.

-G
@Eviledd1984

"Nope... I don't know who's leaving the notes." the clerk said, getting back to her paperwork.

The eyes behind him disappeared once they reached the corner of his eye. Briefly, he may have seen a figure of sorts... Or perhaps not?... Either way, there was a piece of paper attached to the door.
@Eviledd1984

He would find that the scratching is gone when he enters the room again, and the hotel is completely normal, as opposed to entirely scorched, when he enters the lobby. The woman looks at the note incredulously, surprised and perhaps mildly confused by its content.

"No..." she said, slowly, "I don't think anyone here uses a typewriter... What's a Caerbog?"
@Eviledd1984
He opened the door to find that the place was horribly burnt. Every surface was black with ash, parts were still glowing and smoking zealously.

A single scorched note lay on the railing of the balcony:

"CAERBOG WAITS WITH PATIENCE. THE THINGS WITH TEETH DO NOT."

He could hear stomping feet on the balcony upstairs, and bending under something that must be absolutely no smaller than a gorilla. Ash and dust fall from the travelling indent below where the creature must be lurking.
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