mynameissylar:

WHO: Sylar, Claire, and Peter
WHAT: Peter interrupts Sylar and Claire's "bonding"
WHEN: After THIS
WHERE: Room 1107
RATING: Possibly R for violence and "hot and heaviness"

( So far, so good...so very good. )

okamiofthesun:

Who: Amaterasu, Issun, and OPEN
Where: outside the hotel, by the gardens.
When: Just minutes to the new year, December 31, 2007
What: Celebrations~

Amaterasu was making rounds once again. It seemed that the wolves were slowly gaining their age-old territories again. All was becoming right within this seperate world. To an extent. She hadn't taken vengeance upon the man, or creature, that was killing them as of yet. Ammy trotted out from the woods' shadows and onto the hotel's grounds.

She ruffled her fur for a couple of moments., then looked up to the night sky. It was almost the New Year. Time to set off a few fireworks! She thought with a "smile" as she walked over to a good sized hill, and began making "cherry bombs". Several circles were drawn one after the other with a small line penetrating them, and they landed remotely next to each other. in a few seconds, she knocked them sky high. In seconds, they exploded into confetti and sparks. Ammy really wished that Tamma, the fireworks guy from Nipon, was here. He was so good at them...

sarcastic_voice:
Who: Metatron, open to anyone
When: Tonight, and hour before midnight
Where: Outside, sitting on a bench
What: Quiet contemplation (for now)

It was relatively quiet the past few days, Metatron thought. He had spent a lovely evening alone during the day of our Lord's birth, enjoying the what little peace he could get.

After making his usual stroll though the hotel, he wandered outside. It had been far too long since he was out- and far too long since he had spread his wings (literally), but that would be for another day. He found himself sitting on a bench nearby the hotel, coat wrapped around him like an old friend, gazing listlessly at the night sky.

He hoped the new year would be promising.

metal_ed:

Who: Edward and OPEN
When: Today at 3 PM
Where: Outside, around the gardens area.
What: He's resting from playing with children.

( How Ed really lost his limbs. )

oneangryinch:

Who: Hedwig and anyone
What: Scene
Where: Hallway
When: Evening

( I've never done threading before, so I hope it's okay )

zarkin_frood:

Who: Marvin and Zaphod
What: Two muses meet/planning things.
Where: round about a hallway.
When: Before the christmas ball.

( I don't understand... )

borntohunt:
WHO; Dean Winchester and Jo Harvelle
WHERE; Hall
WHEN; Last night
WHAT; Dean and Jo have a quite interesting conversation and true feelings are revealed.

( stop being so damn stubborn, jo )

obsidionhate:

Who: Jareth and Greeter
Where: Hannibal Hotel Lobby
When: After Midnight
Why: Fates are cruel to him like his beloved Sarah

( Did she cast a spell on him like he tried all those many times? )

littlestcleaner:

Who: Mathilda and greeter
Where: hotel lobby
When: Thursday night
What: Mathilda arrives at the hotel.

( All set for a life to clean )

some_kinda_hero:

WHO: Claire, Sylar, Psylocke (briefly), and Yuna.
WHAT: Yuna heals Sylar's wounds who has dragged Claire along to piss off Peter.
WHEN: After THIS.
WHERE: Yuna's room; 210.
RATING: PG.


Claire was feeling ever so slightly guilty at leaving her uncle after promising him a day of memory triggering, and especially just to put Sylar at ease. But he seemed so sincere and she didn't have the heart to say 'no.' So here she was, following behind Psylocke and Sylar, keeping mostly to herself as Psylocke more or less hung all over her new "friend." The only thing keeping the cheerleader piqued was the interest in learning what a Summoner was and just what one could do.

shelley_runyon:

Who: Shelley and greeter
Where: hotel lobby
When: Thursday afternoon
What: Shelley's entrance

( Greatness is the orphan of urgency... Greatness only emerges when we need it most... in time of war or calamity. )

hosoverbros_:
WHO; Brooke Davis and greeter
WHERE; Lobby
WHEN; A few hours after Rachel arrived
WHAT; Brooke Davis arrived to the hotel

( hello? anyone around? i need help )

miss_katrina_:
Who: Katrina and Greeter
What: Katrina's arrival at the hotel
When: This afternoon
Rating: G

Since arriving in New York with Ichabod after the death of her father, she'd spent a lot of time looking around the city. She didn't have many friend's and spent most of her time with Ichabod. He was all she had now and even he was missing now. He'd gone out one night for work and hadn't returned, so here she was alone in a strange place.

She had been reading a book and set it down walking to the window she stared out. Leaning her head against the glass as she thought about those who have left her, instead of stopping when it hit the glass she fell through it, though without a scratch. When she finally stopped she looked around. This was strange to her. It seemed to be a lobby or something. She got to her feet and looked around a little more. She wrapped her arms around herself.

southern_husk:

It hadn't really taken long. Not long at all. Nope. And it wasn't as if she didn't know before hand. She had practice in this. She had lots of practice in this. But yet... when the eighteen year old blonde fell through a portal leading to where she was standing now, she'd been caught completely by surprise.

She'd been in the middle of shopping. A new program was needed for her computer... and the little blonde found it hilarious that she'd fallen through whatever while doing something so mundane as shopping. And yet, how appropriate. Looking around, she tried to figure out what this place most likely was. It was new. It was strange. But Paige Elisabeth Guthrie was no stranger to strange.

|[ OPEN TO GREETER ]|

miss_swann_:

Who: Elizabeth and Open
What: Elizabeth looking for a dress for the Yule ball
Where: In the shop
Rating: G




Elizabeth had gotten the yule ball invitation, she wasn't sure if she should go. It just didn't feel right celebrating Christmas without Will. She sighed as she walked down the stairs towards the first floor, she had never gotten used to the elevator and preferred her usual means of travel. She walked into the store to find a dress for herself. She may as well go to the Yule ball even if Will wasn't around.

She walked down the hallway heading for the store. She looked around seeing the decorations, much different to those at home with her father. She sighed again as she thought about her father, missing him more each day. She walked through the door of the store and looked around. The dresses she saw there weren't her style. She wondered if she would find a dress for herself. She made her way through the store looking at all the different dresses to see if she could finally find one for herself.

skintoglove:

Who: Rogue and Greeter
What: Entering the Hotel
When: Friday, afternoon
Where: X-Mansion, lobby of hotel

Rogue had been in the Danger Room, practicing maneuvers with the other X-Men. She hadn't even broken a sweat when the simulation ended. She congratulated her teammates and leaned against a wall as they all filed from the room. She had wanted to do some private training.

Nodding at Gambit to put in her disc, she began fighting the various creatures. She flew into the sky, hurled fire, and threw cars at her foes. The largest Skrull, however, wouldn't back off, so she ran around a simlated building to think of a strategy. Once there, she leaned against the bricks... and fell.

When she landed, she was in the lobby of a hotel. "Gambit, what in the sam hell?" she called, wondering why he would change her layout in the middle of a fight.

brooke_yourself:

She'd been minding her own business really. Working with Brooke and putting away some clothes in the back when it happened. She'd taken a tumble off the step ladder she was standing on. Probably would have broken her neck if not for what happened next.

It certainly was weird to fall one place and end up in a completely different place... upside down in a chair. The redhead blinked, trying to figure out just where she was exactly... and which was upside down. Her or the room. At the moment she couldn't quite tell, but the fact that her skirt rode up to show off the green thongs she was wearing to get into the holiday spirit soon told her. "Shit," she muttered, shoving them down and flipping off the chair.

Smoothing down her hair, she looked around. Not a bad place really. Kind of her style. Rich. Her cabin in the woods was better, but not by much. "Someone wanna tell me where I am?"

|[ OPEN TO GREETER ]|

hhotel_mods:

Winter had arrived at the Hotel - not a bonechilling mind-numblingly cold winter, but a sparkling white icy winter laced with good intentions which hid a wealth of murkiness and uncertainties. A large spruce now saw in the lobby, almost but not quite brushing the ceiling, it was so tall, but still allowing room for the golden angel which adorned its peak. It was decorated with a hodgepodge of ornaments - some Victorian, some modern, different nations, different religions - twinkling lights which blinked in everchanging shades - tinsel and popcorn and string of red cranberries. Wreaths were everywhere, and mistletoe hung strategically in doorways, waiting for the right couples to pass beneath.

And the invitations had all been sent for the Yule Ball. Everyone was invited, everyone was welcome.

The Ballroom was ablaze with lights - candles of all types and sizes - and from the center of the room hung a large twirling disco ball, which dazzled the dance floor beneath it. An orchestra played, and liveries waiters circulated the room with trays filled either with drinks of all sorts, or tempting morsels for even the most discerning palate - fine pates, caviar, pastries which melted on one's tongue, while upon a central table sat a spun sugar recreation of the hotel itself.

Dr. Lecter himself was acting as host, his lady love - aka Clarice Starling - by his side, greeting one and all as they entered the Ballroom.

And now, let the Yule Ball commence....

hero_mimic:

Who: Peter Petrelli and Jo Harvelle
What: Chatting, becoming friends
When: A day or so after their initial run-in, mid-morning
Where: Hotel garden

Peter had been having a very strange time trying to figure out this place. He hadn't remembered very much from his past, and that was starting to worry him. He wondered about Gabriel and his intentions... and was slightly jealous that Claire was spending time with him. He felt that this man was his enemy, no matter what.

Today he had gotten up a little before Claire and headed outside. Since the Willow woman had told him how to access the fresh air, he had spent lots of time sunbathing. For some strange reason, he felt that if he tried hard enough, he'd be able to fly into the wide-open sky.

rosaliehale_:

WHO; Rosalie Hale and greeter
WHERE; Lobby
WHEN; Afternoon
WHAT; Rosalie arrives to the hotel

( Rosalie didn't have the slightest idea of how she had ended up in there )