[Voice + Private Text]
Jun. 17th, 2015 12:21 pm[It’s been almost two days now. She’s searched and searched and tried to find him, but two days. She hasn’t been able to find him at all. Ward has been missing for at least two days that she knows of and she’s worried, scared, upset. And considering the bloody message found on his wall the other day, it doesn’t help.]
[She almost never uses this thing, or goes in view of the public. It’s not safe. But here she is, not hiding anything and speaking to the network.]
I don’t use this often, and for all I know he’s been removed from here as others have, but with the blood on the wall the other day, and the murders as of late, has anyone heard from... Ward? [she almost called him Grant, but few would know who that was. And honestly, the fact that she’s doing this at all shows she's a bit desperate to get hold of him. Find him. She doesn’t NEED him to go on, but she needs him to be here anyhow. She's made text comments to him, but no response...]
I haven’t had contact with him for a few days. Also, he wasn't the only one to receive a gift of blood on his walls, was he? I know there was another, how many of us had this problem?
[She switches to text, the first set to RUMLOW only. Private]
You wouldn’t know anything about this, would you? [You didn’t kill him, did you?]
[Then Private to Skye, Coulson, and any of the other SHIELD people they have been keeping track of...]
If for any reason at all that you and your group have done something to Ward, you will regret it. If by chance you have nothing to do with it, I hope you’re happy. He doesn’t seem to be in the Hotel anymore.
[She almost never uses this thing, or goes in view of the public. It’s not safe. But here she is, not hiding anything and speaking to the network.]
I don’t use this often, and for all I know he’s been removed from here as others have, but with the blood on the wall the other day, and the murders as of late, has anyone heard from... Ward? [she almost called him Grant, but few would know who that was. And honestly, the fact that she’s doing this at all shows she's a bit desperate to get hold of him. Find him. She doesn’t NEED him to go on, but she needs him to be here anyhow. She's made text comments to him, but no response...]
I haven’t had contact with him for a few days. Also, he wasn't the only one to receive a gift of blood on his walls, was he? I know there was another, how many of us had this problem?
[She switches to text, the first set to RUMLOW only. Private]
You wouldn’t know anything about this, would you? [You didn’t kill him, did you?]
[Then Private to Skye, Coulson, and any of the other SHIELD people they have been keeping track of...]
If for any reason at all that you and your group have done something to Ward, you will regret it. If by chance you have nothing to do with it, I hope you’re happy. He doesn’t seem to be in the Hotel anymore.
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Jun. 10th, 2015 08:33 am[ Early in the morning on June 10th, a yelp of panic issues out of room 114 and down the hall. Skye wakes to find her bedsheets covered in red food dye and corn syrup. On the floor lies an eviscerated cabbage patch kid and teddy bear. Her bedside table is covered in obvious nicks from being stabbed repetitively by a knife, and the bathroom sink is full of dirt and growing daisies which obscure a buried severed ear.
And she hasn't even gotten to that yet by the time she makes the post.
Her first instinct is HYDRA—some kind of intimidation, Godfather-style revenge for what went down with Rumlow, but they don't do subtle. If they'd figured out her room and gotten inside, she'd be dead. This is something else. So she gets herself out of bed, bundles the bed sheets into one spot on the mattress, and pulls out her tablet. ]
Someone left me a gift last night. [ The video is focused on her bed with her narrating. ] I need someone who can tell me if this is blood. [ Camera jostling as she turns it back to her, the view moves to fix on the toys. She steps closer so people can get a better view. More shaking, and she turns the camera back towards her. ]
I don't know where it came from, or how I didn't wake up. [ She's on the move, background bouncing behind her and revealing glimpses of the rest of her messy room while she moves to the bathroom. ] Someone must have been in here. I— [ She stops when the bathroom light flickers on. The camera remains fixed on her face, which pales and ripples with the tension of acute fear. Daisies. ] ... What the hell.
And she hasn't even gotten to that yet by the time she makes the post.
Her first instinct is HYDRA—some kind of intimidation, Godfather-style revenge for what went down with Rumlow, but they don't do subtle. If they'd figured out her room and gotten inside, she'd be dead. This is something else. So she gets herself out of bed, bundles the bed sheets into one spot on the mattress, and pulls out her tablet. ]
Someone left me a gift last night. [ The video is focused on her bed with her narrating. ] I need someone who can tell me if this is blood. [ Camera jostling as she turns it back to her, the view moves to fix on the toys. She steps closer so people can get a better view. More shaking, and she turns the camera back towards her. ]
I don't know where it came from, or how I didn't wake up. [ She's on the move, background bouncing behind her and revealing glimpses of the rest of her messy room while she moves to the bathroom. ] Someone must have been in here. I— [ She stops when the bathroom light flickers on. The camera remains fixed on her face, which pales and ripples with the tension of acute fear. Daisies. ] ... What the hell.
[Locked against Brock Rumlow]
I think it's time we coordinated our efforts.
First, if anyone's seen anything in regards to Coraline's murder, please come forward. Send me a private transmission if you'd feel safer doing so. For now, a man named Brock Rumlow is the primary suspect due to him already having murdered someone else within the hotel. [a pause] Me.
He's 6 feet tall. Italian descent. Square chin, broad shoulders, very well built and muscular, has a five o clock shadow and a flattop.
Second, Anyone who's a good fighter, and I do mean good - He is not a man to be underestimated. He's well trained and deadly and could go toe-to-toe with an enhanced supersoldier - sign in here. My team is definitely going to go after him but having more help wouldn't hurt. At 0800 tomorrow, we'll start by sweeping the basement and move up from there until we find him.
As for the rest, stay in your rooms. Lock your doors. Keep in touch with your friends. If you suspect anyone is missing for whatever reason, let me know right away so a team can check on them to make sure they're all right.
Thank you for your time. Stay safe.
((OOC: interact with each other as you see fit or coordinate a team together oocly (public plurk here or ooc post here. The basic idea is Skye is going to inadvertently play bait while people search the hotel. Then others are going to move in on Brock. I'm going to be slow due to packing and moving. There will be a follow up log post for June 8th which I will toss up in a few minutes.))
I think it's time we coordinated our efforts.
First, if anyone's seen anything in regards to Coraline's murder, please come forward. Send me a private transmission if you'd feel safer doing so. For now, a man named Brock Rumlow is the primary suspect due to him already having murdered someone else within the hotel. [a pause] Me.
He's 6 feet tall. Italian descent. Square chin, broad shoulders, very well built and muscular, has a five o clock shadow and a flattop.
Second, Anyone who's a good fighter, and I do mean good - He is not a man to be underestimated. He's well trained and deadly and could go toe-to-toe with an enhanced supersoldier - sign in here. My team is definitely going to go after him but having more help wouldn't hurt. At 0800 tomorrow, we'll start by sweeping the basement and move up from there until we find him.
As for the rest, stay in your rooms. Lock your doors. Keep in touch with your friends. If you suspect anyone is missing for whatever reason, let me know right away so a team can check on them to make sure they're all right.
Thank you for your time. Stay safe.
((OOC: interact with each other as you see fit or coordinate a team together oocly (public plurk here or ooc post here. The basic idea is Skye is going to inadvertently play bait while people search the hotel. Then others are going to move in on Brock. I'm going to be slow due to packing and moving. There will be a follow up log post for June 8th which I will toss up in a few minutes.))
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Jun. 8th, 2015 07:41 pmMaybe this is weird to talk about with all the murder and mayhem going on and with new people arriving yesterday but.
I don't know.
Is it okay to miss people that aren't here anymore? Not like, in general, but specifically here at the hotel. When people aren't here anymore, that probably means they're back home, right? So I should be happy when my friends aren't here anymore. But some of my friends are gone and I miss them. I want them back. I feel like that's selfish. I shouldn't want that.
I guess the other alternative is that the hotel has taken them to do something with them, and that thought doesn't make me feel any better.
I don't know.
Is it okay to miss people that aren't here anymore? Not like, in general, but specifically here at the hotel. When people aren't here anymore, that probably means they're back home, right? So I should be happy when my friends aren't here anymore. But some of my friends are gone and I miss them. I want them back. I feel like that's selfish. I shouldn't want that.
I guess the other alternative is that the hotel has taken them to do something with them, and that thought doesn't make me feel any better.
Has anyone seen Cashmere? She wasn't at breakfast, and she isn't answering her door or her messages.
[ That's it, that's the post. Annie's not one to mince words when she's worried, and between that girl being killed and now Cashmere being radio silent for a full day, she's pretty damn worried. ]
((ooc: for action, she'll be all over the hotel searching, like Cash is just playing the longest hide-and-seek in the world.))
[ That's it, that's the post. Annie's not one to mince words when she's worried, and between that girl being killed and now Cashmere being radio silent for a full day, she's pretty damn worried. ]
((ooc: for action, she'll be all over the hotel searching, like Cash is just playing the longest hide-and-seek in the world.))
( it's not too long after the girl was found, but long enough. there's no clear evidence as to who did it, as far as Hook can tell, and granted he's probably not the best person to arm the masses... it's just that somebody has to. this is not the first death, apparently, yet it is the first murder (as far as he's aware). and they've all got enough to worry about here, there can't be murders on top of it.
it's rare that a pirate finds people so morally repugnant but once upon a time he left the navy because he found his king deplorable. if nobody else is going to do something, he will; no matter how uncharacteristic it seems, all things considered. )
I don't know who did this, but it was somebody in this hotel. I'm sure they thought they'd get away with it, but they won't. That little girl didn't deserve to die, to be some sick message.
( it doesn't matter that she might come back, not to him. he won't be able to rest, nor function, knowing there is someone roaming the halls willing to murder. it's impossible to say if it was a test, for fun, just for attention, to get a laugh out of the people trapped... it doesn't matter. whoever it was, why they did it, it isn't as important as finding them and making sure it doesn't happen twice. )
Somebody did this, and I say we find out who did it and make sure they can't do it again. Somebody had to have heard something, saw something. There's got to be answers here, and there's nobody but us to make sure this girl gets justice.
If she does come back, I want her to know she's safe from whoever did this to her.
If you heard something, then speak up. Privately, if you prefer, but say something. Or this can and will happen again. If we don't act, trust me, it will. If that's alarming, it bloody should be. Whoever this is won't stop unless we make them.
( he can't be the only one alarmed by this. that wants to do something. he's relying on people being willing to take his side, because he's going to need it to enforce any kind of justice in this place.
and it's more than just that, sadly. why is the pirate giving so many public service announcements? )
Try not to go anywhere alone. Stay with someone you trust, more than one someone if you can manage it. Keep both eyes open and lock your doors. If you feel threatened, be as loud as you can, there's too many of us here not to hear something. These sorts won't stop when they start, and the last thing we need is another test to see what will happen.
( ooc: keep an eye out, there will be a plotting post regarding this sometime tomorrow! )
it's rare that a pirate finds people so morally repugnant but once upon a time he left the navy because he found his king deplorable. if nobody else is going to do something, he will; no matter how uncharacteristic it seems, all things considered. )
I don't know who did this, but it was somebody in this hotel. I'm sure they thought they'd get away with it, but they won't. That little girl didn't deserve to die, to be some sick message.
( it doesn't matter that she might come back, not to him. he won't be able to rest, nor function, knowing there is someone roaming the halls willing to murder. it's impossible to say if it was a test, for fun, just for attention, to get a laugh out of the people trapped... it doesn't matter. whoever it was, why they did it, it isn't as important as finding them and making sure it doesn't happen twice. )
Somebody did this, and I say we find out who did it and make sure they can't do it again. Somebody had to have heard something, saw something. There's got to be answers here, and there's nobody but us to make sure this girl gets justice.
If she does come back, I want her to know she's safe from whoever did this to her.
If you heard something, then speak up. Privately, if you prefer, but say something. Or this can and will happen again. If we don't act, trust me, it will. If that's alarming, it bloody should be. Whoever this is won't stop unless we make them.
( he can't be the only one alarmed by this. that wants to do something. he's relying on people being willing to take his side, because he's going to need it to enforce any kind of justice in this place.
and it's more than just that, sadly. why is the pirate giving so many public service announcements? )
Try not to go anywhere alone. Stay with someone you trust, more than one someone if you can manage it. Keep both eyes open and lock your doors. If you feel threatened, be as loud as you can, there's too many of us here not to hear something. These sorts won't stop when they start, and the last thing we need is another test to see what will happen.
( ooc: keep an eye out, there will be a plotting post regarding this sometime tomorrow! )
[The man on the feed doesn't look so great, graying brown hair sticking in places to his forehead and sides of his face. He'd had the fun task of dragging himself up from the boiler room and up two flights of stairs without a cane. Which was a lot harder and a lot more painful than it should have had a right to be.
Perhaps he should be grateful he's apparently getting a third chance at life. Yet, there's something different this time. It became readily apparent as he made his way out of the boiler room and towards the lobby. One thing was the remainder of the support he'd had to help his bum ankle was completely gone now. His leg was screaming pain at him due to what he'd put it through. Which led to the second thing, he couldn't quite access what tatters of magic he'd had left. Perhaps he needed to recover more, or perhaps it had been completely stripped from him, time would no doubt tell. But that lead him to the third and most strange thing perhaps he noticed.
The Darkness was gone. It would appear that dying here and being brought back had indeed stripped something from him. That being the curse he'd been carrying for the last couple centuries. Which meant he would have to be even more careful from here on out. He had no desire to see if this hotel offered people a fourth chance to live.]
It would appear that one can't escape this place even in death.
[Forgive the shortness of the message, it was more done to share the knowledge he'd gained as well as to let a certain pair of people know that he is alive once more.]
Perhaps he should be grateful he's apparently getting a third chance at life. Yet, there's something different this time. It became readily apparent as he made his way out of the boiler room and towards the lobby. One thing was the remainder of the support he'd had to help his bum ankle was completely gone now. His leg was screaming pain at him due to what he'd put it through. Which led to the second thing, he couldn't quite access what tatters of magic he'd had left. Perhaps he needed to recover more, or perhaps it had been completely stripped from him, time would no doubt tell. But that lead him to the third and most strange thing perhaps he noticed.
The Darkness was gone. It would appear that dying here and being brought back had indeed stripped something from him. That being the curse he'd been carrying for the last couple centuries. Which meant he would have to be even more careful from here on out. He had no desire to see if this hotel offered people a fourth chance to live.]
It would appear that one can't escape this place even in death.
[Forgive the shortness of the message, it was more done to share the knowledge he'd gained as well as to let a certain pair of people know that he is alive once more.]
003 | HYPNOS
May. 28th, 2015 10:14 pm( ooc | cut for the hunger games. that's it. that's the warning. )
( a clean glass of orange juice )
o2. [ HYPNOS ] video
May. 28th, 2015 11:05 pmwarnings: alcoholism, fowl, game birds, 2 images?
( wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings... )
( wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings... )
[After watching all of the dream posts....]
Wow, you guys. You all need Jesus or something.
I think all of that just made me and mine look normal. Never even thought that was possible but this place just made it happen. I know for a fact we can't fit all those skeletons back in the closet. Don't worry though, think of it as a giant icebreaker or something since you now have nothing to hide.
[What? Gabriel's dream post? Someone hasn't slept.]
On a more depressing note, that is really something to pull of. I'm disgusted that I'm almost impressed at it. Bad hotel, bad.
Wow, you guys. You all need Jesus or something.
I think all of that just made me and mine look normal. Never even thought that was possible but this place just made it happen. I know for a fact we can't fit all those skeletons back in the closet. Don't worry though, think of it as a giant icebreaker or something since you now have nothing to hide.
[What? Gabriel's dream post? Someone hasn't slept.]
On a more depressing note, that is really something to pull of. I'm disgusted that I'm almost impressed at it. Bad hotel, bad.
( so the pirate is definitely just trying to reach one person in particular, but those handy private filters? well he's not mastered those yet. so enjoy, entire hotel, a pirate and his inquiries.
because when a savior mentions, more than once, that she wants something? well, he's going to try and provide. he stole a bunch of hot chocolate to try and give her something good in a place that has so little to speak of, and this is really no different.
...well it's kind of different. he just doesn't know that yet. )
do you know what condoms are? you can look it up, can't you, in your book? I think that's how it'd be spelled.
do you suppose there will be any around this place, if I asked around?
( he has no idea what he's asking for, but hey. he probably wouldn't be that ashamed if he did. )
because when a savior mentions, more than once, that she wants something? well, he's going to try and provide. he stole a bunch of hot chocolate to try and give her something good in a place that has so little to speak of, and this is really no different.
...well it's kind of different. he just doesn't know that yet. )
do you know what condoms are? you can look it up, can't you, in your book? I think that's how it'd be spelled.
do you suppose there will be any around this place, if I asked around?
( he has no idea what he's asking for, but hey. he probably wouldn't be that ashamed if he did. )
Warnings: Mentions of suicide, child abuse, alcoholism, dubious human experimentation, murder, mentions of gang activity and violence, & torture.
( Only you can save yourself. If you've the strength. )
( Only you can save yourself. If you've the strength. )
[CW: Mention of severe burns]
( The only dream I ever have is the surface of the sun. Every time I shut my eyes, it's always the same. )
( The only dream I ever have is the surface of the sun. Every time I shut my eyes, it's always the same. )
[OOC CW: Death, blood, mention of domestic violence. Comic book canon? Cissie's been trying to stay awake, but that was not going to work forever.]
( Actions have to have consequences. I crossed a line. I can't uncross it. An archer needs control... and I haven't got it. )
( Actions have to have consequences. I crossed a line. I can't uncross it. An archer needs control... and I haven't got it. )
"I think togetherness is a very important ingredient in family life."
-Barbara Bush.
[TW: Mentions of abuse, rotting food, hannibal like images, child abuse, and earthquakes. I wrote two, and gosh I'd give him two.]
( And then once more, you'll be a man my son. )
-Barbara Bush.
[TW: Mentions of abuse, rotting food, hannibal like images, child abuse, and earthquakes. I wrote two, and gosh I'd give him two.]
( And then once more, you'll be a man my son. )