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angryhearts2020-09-11 09:01 pm
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leave her behind with the kids —
THE KIDS ARE ALRIGHT
Does anything in this hotel ever stay put? Those who go looking for the gym, the hotel spa, or the nightclub are out of luck one day, as they're simply no longer there. The hallways themselves go topsy-turvy, only staying put when one looks directly at them. For those who've been here long enough to have seen the last time the hotel shifted like this and remember how unhelpful the hotel staff were — it seems little there has changed. The only difference is the manner in which they are useless. They will acknowledge the shifting hallways, of course, and even provide direction back to the lobby, but profess they are much too busy to provide an escort.
Eventually, the hallways settle. Gone are The Caucus-Race, the Pearls Within, and the Rabbit Hole in favor of new amenities. Where once there was a gym, there's now an indoor playground. The nightclub has been replaced with an arcade, and the spa is now a massive movie theater. Were there always quite so many kids items on the restaurant menus? When did This Elegant Thimble get such a large children's section?
If asked, the hotel staff will shrug. Some will insist things have been this way for as long as they've been working there. Others will state that, like their wonderful Queen, the hotel will always know what's needed for any occasion and make suitable preparations.
ARCADE
9/11 - 9/23
The arcade, if possible, seems even larger than the nightclub that once stood in its place. There are rows of pinball, action games, shooting games, driving games. An entire room of air hockey, and another of dancing games. Clusters of skee-ball, whack-a-mole, and claw machines. The floors seem to be eternally sticky with spilled soda, and the smell of pizza and sugar permeates the air. No matter how many patrons are within sight, the sound of laughter and excited shrieking somehow seems to echo throughout the arcade.
Token dispensers are scattered amongst the games. Hotel staff will be stationed at the snack bar and the prize counter, ready to hand out tokens or trade tickets won from the games for small prizes.
Occasionally, one of the games will spark and short out. If asked, hotel staff will say it's out of order and put up a sign proclaiming it so. They don't seem all that concerned about fixing it. Soon enough, it will seem to fix itself and switch back on. It will still spark every so often, and something about the music will seem off. Anyone who decides to play one of these games anyway will find themselves feeling slightly dizzy. Is the arcade spinning around them, or is that just them?
When the spinning stops, they will no longer be where they were before. They will find themselves in the middle of the game they had previously been playing, regardless of what it was. Welcome to the other side of the arcade — where the game play is more realistic than ever! Hopefully they had a partner brought in with them, or someone else comes along to try to play who can help them win the game to get back out.
Token dispensers are scattered amongst the games. Hotel staff will be stationed at the snack bar and the prize counter, ready to hand out tokens or trade tickets won from the games for small prizes.
Occasionally, one of the games will spark and short out. If asked, hotel staff will say it's out of order and put up a sign proclaiming it so. They don't seem all that concerned about fixing it. Soon enough, it will seem to fix itself and switch back on. It will still spark every so often, and something about the music will seem off. Anyone who decides to play one of these games anyway will find themselves feeling slightly dizzy. Is the arcade spinning around them, or is that just them?
When the spinning stops, they will no longer be where they were before. They will find themselves in the middle of the game they had previously been playing, regardless of what it was. Welcome to the other side of the arcade — where the game play is more realistic than ever! Hopefully they had a partner brought in with them, or someone else comes along to try to play who can help them win the game to get back out.
MOVIE NIGHT
9/11 - 9/23
The entrance to the movie theater is lined with concession stands. Snacks and drinks of every kind can be picked up here before going into one of the theater's two auditoriums. Films will be playing round the clock in both, a different one on each screen. Oysters may find the same movies they would have seen on their own world, movies one might find on modern day Earth, or even movies about old folktales or traditional stories that might have been told where they were from. The only thing that will not be showing is any version of Alice in Wonderland, or any story set in Wonderland itself.
At times, particular showings may be billed as interactive. These will be of all genres: musicals, adventures, mysteries, romance, comedies, even horror. Oysters who attend these will be encouraged to dress up, and will even be shown to a dressing room with a selection of suitable clothes. It will only be after they've been seated and the film starts that what is meant by interactive will become clear.
The musicals will have sing alongs, with people from the audience being pulled up to participate in the dance numbers. The adventures and mysteries will have characters on the screen turn to the audience as though they are part of the story, inviting them along in the investigation or interrogating them as a suspect. Protagonists and antagonists alike will walk off the screen of horror movies, seeking help from or looking to torment the audience until their story is completed and they are sent back to their film world. Comedies and romances will find those in the audience being pulled up to act out parts of the story — and may find themselves transported into the setting until they do.
At times, particular showings may be billed as interactive. These will be of all genres: musicals, adventures, mysteries, romance, comedies, even horror. Oysters who attend these will be encouraged to dress up, and will even be shown to a dressing room with a selection of suitable clothes. It will only be after they've been seated and the film starts that what is meant by interactive will become clear.
The musicals will have sing alongs, with people from the audience being pulled up to participate in the dance numbers. The adventures and mysteries will have characters on the screen turn to the audience as though they are part of the story, inviting them along in the investigation or interrogating them as a suspect. Protagonists and antagonists alike will walk off the screen of horror movies, seeking help from or looking to torment the audience until their story is completed and they are sent back to their film world. Comedies and romances will find those in the audience being pulled up to act out parts of the story — and may find themselves transported into the setting until they do.
DAYCARE AND PLAYGROUND
9/11 - 9/23
The front of the daycare is small, with a place to check in and drop off or pick up kids. This is the only area that Oysters who are not either helping out at the daycare or being dropped off themselves will be able to easily access. Behind this are sectioned off areas for quieter activities, with materials such as books, art supplies, toys, etc. There's a small kitchen that will be off limits to the kids, and an area for snack time and nap time. Hotel staff are very present and interactive in these areas — reading to children, making crafts with them, telling stories, fixing snacks. Some will be taking a quiet break for themselves in the kitchen, and may be willing to talk to Oysters helping out at the daycare.
The back of the daycare is an expansive indoor playground. Here, the children are mostly left to their own devices. There are some hotel staff out there to keep an eye on the children as they play, but they tend to cluster together for conversation. Oysters helping out at the daycare will be somewhat warily included in this if they approach. These hotel staff will mostly be dismissive of any children coming to them unless they are injured or crying. There are multiple parts of the playground that can be used to sneak in and out to the hotel area at large, if one is looking carefully! Any children who are not supposed to be there have a low risk of being caught unless they draw attention to themselves or try to enter the other area of the daycare.
The other children in the daycare fall mostly between the ages of 6-11, with three or four outliers who appear to be toddlers or in the 12-13 age range. Astute Oysters likely to observe the behavior of the children will notice that there are clear social groups among them, as though they have known each other long enough to have friends they're accustomed to playing with. There are some who seem friendly and popular, some who seem to keep to themselves, some who seem to have good relationships with the hotel staff and others who seem determined to cause trouble, those who are bullies and those who are picked on. Their willingness to play with or answer questions from Oyster children or adults is equally as varied.
There will be a posted list of Oysters banned from helping out at the daycare. It will not be easily seen from the front of the daycare, but hotel staff will identify who is on it if asked. It will include the below names:
Characters on this list who have been de-aged will also find that hotel staff are reluctant to accept them into the daycare. They will be allowed only if someone not on the list vouches for them, and otherwise will have to sneak in through the playground.
The back of the daycare is an expansive indoor playground. Here, the children are mostly left to their own devices. There are some hotel staff out there to keep an eye on the children as they play, but they tend to cluster together for conversation. Oysters helping out at the daycare will be somewhat warily included in this if they approach. These hotel staff will mostly be dismissive of any children coming to them unless they are injured or crying. There are multiple parts of the playground that can be used to sneak in and out to the hotel area at large, if one is looking carefully! Any children who are not supposed to be there have a low risk of being caught unless they draw attention to themselves or try to enter the other area of the daycare.
The other children in the daycare fall mostly between the ages of 6-11, with three or four outliers who appear to be toddlers or in the 12-13 age range. Astute Oysters likely to observe the behavior of the children will notice that there are clear social groups among them, as though they have known each other long enough to have friends they're accustomed to playing with. There are some who seem friendly and popular, some who seem to keep to themselves, some who seem to have good relationships with the hotel staff and others who seem determined to cause trouble, those who are bullies and those who are picked on. Their willingness to play with or answer questions from Oyster children or adults is equally as varied.
There will be a posted list of Oysters banned from helping out at the daycare. It will not be easily seen from the front of the daycare, but hotel staff will identify who is on it if asked. It will include the below names:
- Lan Wangji (novel)
- Wu Xie
- Wei Wuxian (novel)
- Crowley
- Commander Shepard
- Matthew Murdock
- Lan Wangji (TV)
- Sam Wilson
Characters on this list who have been de-aged will also find that hotel staff are reluctant to accept them into the daycare. They will be allowed only if someone not on the list vouches for them, and otherwise will have to sneak in through the playground.
If you have any questions, please leave them over here! For those interested in asking questions or interacting with the daycare staff, please reply to the first comment on this page, and the second comment for the other children!
© tessisamess
Lan Wangji (novel) | mdzs | ota
When he woke up in his room, he woke up in clothes too big and too lose for him. He was wondering if his clothes fit that of a senior, and if he would be in trouble for it. Still, he manages to find his own robes and headband to fit him. He puts them on and he finds his favorite toy rattle drum too which he caries around. He sees his rabbits, and he feeds them before heading out.
He can be found wandering in the lobby. He was seen playing in the arcade, trying to win a prize, and he holds a stuffed rabbit in his arms. He has gotten dizzy from playing too much. Each day he comes here, he wins more and more prizes until the staff become irritated with him, not sharing his prize, and they ushered him, shooing him out.
In the movie theatre, he watches all the cartoons to distract his sadness. It has been lonely living in the Jingshi, remembering his mother and he cries when a cartoon plays a talking rabbit along with the other animals, and eventually, becoming part of the movie, he plays with the rabbits and talking animals, drinking tea with them, and plays games with them and sing songs with them when they do their dance number. Playing the games and watching movies helps him forget his sadness and his loss of his mother.
At the daycare, he would look longingly at the other children in the playground, but in particular, he is also ignoring them with an air of indifference and a stony look in his gold-colored eyes. He sits on a chair in the lobby with a toy rattle drum in one hand and hugging his stuff rabbit doll close to his chest, with a sulking lonely look to whoever passes by.
II. 19 years old - later on the week
When he woke up, he woke up in clothes too big and too lose for him. He was wondering if his clothes fit that of a senior, and if he would be in trouble for it. Still, he manages to find his own robes and headband to fit him. He cannot find his swords and arrows and bows. He sees his rabbits, and he feeds them before heading out.
He didn't find the arcade terribly interesting. He has no interest in playing. The movies he find, however, are a wonderous thing, in particular, he watches the adventures and the romances. Each time he sees a romance movie, he walks away with a dazed look on his face. He doesn't mind wearing the costumes, performing the sing-alongs as Mikumo's star singer ability gives him the ability to captivate the audience using the power through his voice, and dancing to the musical with a dazed look as if he is in a dream, a very lonely, sad dream. If only the singing and dancing can ebb the pain of his loneliness away, as he tries to understand the maze in his heart over the One that Got Away. He wonders if this is what being in love felt like...?
III. 20 years old - toward the end of the week
CW: Body mutilation injury, blood
When he woke up in searing pain, he was bleeding from the deep gashes of his wounds on his back. All from 33 open wounds from the whiplashes for each senior he injured to defend for him. It's difficult to get up from bed to start the day because of the pain. He sees his rabbits, and he feeds them before heading out.
He needs to changes his bandages since the blood-soaked through the bandages. His white robes are stained with his blood. He hobbles to the spa, and thankfully, he get some treatment for his wounds from the staff, but he found they don't like him for the most part, so he was given a medic kit, and slowly hobbles out, walking with great difficulty as he felt like his whiplash wounds are freshly open.
It's only when he has taken a short rest in the lobby where the wounds are great, and he almost fainted on one of the sofas as his wounds are bleeding through his robes, staining white with crimson when the angry pain of his wounds makes him exhausted. "Please help..." He muttered as he needs help with caring and dressing his wounds to stop the bleeding and the pain.
IV. Wildcard
[Anything else? Feel free to tag any stage of his life and as much as you like. For any questions or plotting things out, hmu here!]
IV wildcard
Somehow he makes it to the lobby and sees someone in white. He makes his way over, feeling a sense of safety with him. Something about him reminds him of Rich-gege and he promptly makes his way over and holds onto his leg. The feeling is similar even if the face is not familiar. His little body hiccups with sniffles. He finally looks up.
"Do you know Rich-gege?"
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When the other boy holds on his leg, he looks at the smaller boy. "Rich gege...? I don't know."
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a-Yuan points up at the headband on his own forehead.
"I don't remember Rich-gege giving me one but when I woke up, I was in these clothes. They're not my clothes. And this is not my home."
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"Ah." He doesn't know how to help. "I don't know where is home. It's Cloud Recesses...?"
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"Is Cloud Recesses close to the Burial Mounds?" he asks.
His eyes fall on the rabbit doll smiling a little.
"Did your gege get that toy for you? It's nice. Rich-gege bought me a butterfly toy when he visited."
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When the little one looks at his rabbit doll. "No. From arcade. I won as a prize."
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"Do--do you know Xian-gege? Qing-jiejie? Ning-shushu?"
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"No. Who are they? Are they your family?"
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"They are my family. Some of my family."
He wipes at his nose again. This gege says that he does not know these people. a-Yuan shuffles his feet a little, not wanting to go anywhere by himself anymore.
"Is your family here?"
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Lan Wangji won't leave the little one alone not until he is with someone he knows. So he will keep him company until they find the grown-ups they're looking for.
"Let's go look for them. I will help you." He reaches out and holds one of his small hands.
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"Oh."
He reaches up and tries to shuffle it back up onto his forehead.
"I woke up and my clothes looked like Rich-gege's clothes. I even have a headband like him. You have a headband like him too."
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"Who is Rich-gege...?"
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III
The last thing he expects though, is to smell blood in the air, or to see so much of it against the white Lan robes. It's enough to make his hackles rise, and he's honestly worried that whoever has collapsed on the lobby couch is dead already, but he can see a weary rise and fall of breath as he approaches, that show he's still among the living.
It's not until he gets close that he sees it's actually Lan Wangji, who he's been hassling and teasing and being a general pain in the ass around for the last several days. Any levity has gone right out of his voice as he rushes over, kneeling down and reaching toward his shoulder, only to worry he might hurt something else. His eyes catch on the medical kit, and he can only hope it's enough.
"Lan Zhan?" he swallows nervously, "hey, don't move, alright? It's gonna be okay."
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He is conscious, vision blurry, and when the figure came into his vision, he stays focus as the pain is unbearable. When he heard his voice, he can't believe his eyes. Even though Wei Ying looks different. But when they locked eyes with each other, he managed to open his eyes.
"Wei...Ying...?" He can't believe it. Softly, "Wei Ying, you're alive...? Oh, this...please don't look. I look unseemingly." He felt conscious of how he looks that he wanted to hide that his robes are not white, but a crimson red.
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"Lan Zhan, you're not making any sense," he says softly. That's what worries him. Lan Zhan is steady and strong and if he's more worried about how he looks at the moment than his own well-being, then it's a good thing Wei Wuxian has found him when he did.
"Try not to move, okay?" even he can't keep the vague quaver out of his voice as he starts to help Lan Zhan out of the blood-stained robe. He's careful to pull his hair aside, over one shoulder, trying to move him as little as possible so he can look over the wound.
"Can you tell me what happened?"
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"I'm not moving, Wei Ying." Slowly, he gets up, but being mindful of his injury. He doesn't want Wei Ying to see him in this state. He hisses and winces in pain as he sat up and slumps from the exhaustion of dealing with so much pain.
"Discipline punishment. I got whipped as punishment."
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Wei Wuxian had been causing all kinds of chaos here, but he'd yet to have so much as a slap on the wrist. What had Lan Zhan done to warrent this sort of excessive punishment?!
"You need to hold still!" he insists, when Lan Zhan keeps trying to sit up and move around. At least he's in a seated position, but it has to be pulling on his wounds. There's so much blood.
Wei Wuxian helps him the rest of the way out of his top, wincing just seeing the bloody bandages and weeping wounds all across his back. He starts rummaging through the meager medical supplies; bandages, salves, no needles or thread though. Do any of them need stitching? Right, first he needs to remove the dirtied bandages, clean everything, apply the salve, and then put on fresh bandages.
"Who did this?" he asks softly, despite how he's seething inside.
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"All right, all right." He's just going to let him and don't fight him as he sits upright. He strips off his robes and tunic to reveal his back with freshly open wounds crisscrossing his back as the result of being lashed by the whip, however, the blood starts to clot and congeal as it's trying to heal. No stitching, just need bandaging and washed over with salve and apply with medicine.
"Wei Ying, I told you. I broke the rules back in the sect. Instead of the paddle, it's the whip. It's the seniors I fought against."
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He helps Lan Zhan out of the tunic, wincing at the damages. He's quick to start patting at it with the nearest scrap of cloth, just to stop any additional bleeding.
"Lan Zhan, I'll gladly be shameless all you want later, but now I just want to make sure you don't drop dead on this couch, if that's all right with you?" he shakes his head, "I need to clean this out first, it's going to sting. Brace yourself, okay?"
As for the rest, he's fuming so much he can barely contain it. This cruelty was done by his own sect members?! What rule could Lan Wangji have broken to earn something this horrible? Even when Yu Furen struck him with Zidian it didn't look so wretched.
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"I'm not going to drop dead, Wei Ying. I just feel very tired." He closes his eyes as he Wei Ying tends to him, nursing his wounds. He braces himself, hissing in pain as Wei Ying cleans him up until it looks like he doesn't bleed so much.
"Wei Ying, your hands." Seeing his own blood on his hands. "I'm sorry." After a while, after Wei Ying takes care of him. "...Thank you."
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He wasn't sad, he was angry. What could Lan Zhan possibly have done to merit this sort of brutal punishment? The last time he'd talked to Lan Zhan, well. It'd been messy in a different way, first kisses stolen in the dark, and he can feel a cold stab of worry hit him at the thought. Is this... because of him? Is this why Lan Zhan was so scared to say anything?
"They're fine," he says absently, wiping any lingering blood on his robes without a second thought. They're dark, and stains are the last thing he's worried about.
If they couldn't accept Lan Zhan, treated him so miserably like this, well- well why couldn't they run off? Become rogue cultivators, not be bound by some stupid set of rules?
He finishes with the salve and starts applying fresh bandages. At least there are several rolls of gauze here, and he's sure he'll use every last one. Wei Wuxian starts to breathe a little easier once he's started wrapping things up, and doesn't have to stare down those angry wounds.
"Let me help you to your room," he insists, offering to carry him, and if he won't climb on Wei Wuxian's back, at least he can offer his shoulder.
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He is simply loyal by default, but perhaps, he has grown to love Wei Ying in his everything, that he abandon his tradition to defend his honor, even in his worst moments. He sat still as Wei Ying attends to him and dressed up his wounds. More than anything his care for him is a balm to his pain.
"I can walk. You don't have to help. But all right..." But he decides to take him up on that and walk side by side to him through the lobby and toward the elevator that will take them up to the floor of his room.
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"I will, I will," he promises, "once you lay down, I'll wash up."
He's somewhat relieved when Lan Zhan starts to lean on him, and he guides him into the elevator. Lan Zhan keeps asking him not to help, more worried about blood on his hands, and what, inconveniencing him by getting him to his room? Does Lan Zhan not want him to be here?
Wei Wuxian had been deliriously happy to hear that Lan Zhan liked him, but he knew it was all just a temporary little indulgence. Lan Zhan had his sect to think about, he was the second son in one of the most prominent cultivation families. And Wei Wuxian was... just the son of a servant. If them both being men wasn't problem enough, his station was just as heavy a strike against him.
It's impossible not to let himself wonder what would garner such harsh punishment from the Lan sect. What would rule-abiding Lan Wangji ever do that could be bad enough to warrant this? The clues were piling up; Lan Zhan was vague about the rule he'd broken, he didn't want Wei Wuxian's help, he was even surprised to see him. He couldn't help thinking they were all related somehow, and that these injuries were something to do with a moment of teenage weakness.
He steps off the elevator, guiding Lan Zhan toward the room he remembered from before. The one Lan Zhan had pulled him to, where they'd...
"It's this way, right?"
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"Wei Ying, thank you." He is reluctant to ask for help, but for now, he has to surrender and simply accept it. He doesn't want to inconvenience him with his burden.
The elevator rose, stopped, and he hopped off to head toward to his room of cloud recess. He walks slowly down the hall with his key card, he opens the door.
"Mn. Come in. We can make tea and then I can rest." The room looks exactly like his jingshi in aesthetics, and once they entered, closed the door, Lan Wangji hobbles to his bed and curls up on the bed, exhausted mentally and physically from the day.
"Wei Ying, you come back." He managed to say, his eyes never leaving him.
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