EVENT 01: Welcome to the Pentagon!

[unrequite]

WELCOME TO THE PENTAGON!

Picture a Las Vegas sized hotel, but with no casino. It's just very big. And there is no gift shop.

The Pentagon welcomes you...

You wake up from a doze seated in a firm lobby chair. Walked through a set of automatic sliding doors, bag in tow. Where did you get that bag? Listen, don't worry about it.

- All guests to the Pentagon arrived with a medium-sized standard rolling bag. It is filled with any items they would have brought with them if they had time to pack a standard rolling bag before they left. Weapons are okay!
- All guests may bring one living animal. The animal will retain any powers it may have as long as it is not worldbreaking.
- All guests will have their powers. They will not be allowed to use it to break the world. They may break other things, but they will be pulled aside by one of the receptionists for a Talking To. They may be barred from the hotel for the night and it gets cold outside the Pentagon!
- Guests are not limited to standard entry to the hotel. However, if they break hotel property upon entry, they will be expected to pay for repairs. Method of payment will come as soon as I'm not fuckballs tired.

Things to do:

- Check in! There is a handy dandy receptionist at the front desk ready to take your name and your reservation. Yes, you have a reservation! It's here, in this shared suite. You don't remember making that reservation? What a pity. Well, while we get you resituated in the system, I suppose you will have to make peace with your roommate. Please don't fuck up your relationship with your roommate, that would be so terribly awkward. If you would like to trade rooms, that is fine, but please notify the front desk with all involved parties with the details of the room change! Also, please allow one day for admin to catch up with bookings before you trade rooms! Try to be nice to your one night roomie okay okay

- Get breakfast! A free continental breakfast is served from 6 am to 10 am. Please come by for fresh food!

- Chill in the lobby! When it isn't doubling as the breakfast area, the lobby area functions as both a waiting room, a meeting place, and a chill seating area in case you don't want to eat your gas station hotdog at the gas station like a neanderthal. wow.

- Find your room!

Each suite has a:
- kitchenette (one pot, one pan, plastic silverware, paper plates and bowls. no food. that's at the gas station across the street.)
- microwave
- fridge (with drinks! you will have to pay for them if you take them. it's going to be Esspensive.)
- two beds (small, but very comfy)
- bathroom with bath and shower (with standard toiletries. if you need more, you can call the front desk! there are towels, but if you make a real mess, call the front desk for fresh ones.)
- toilet (no bidet)
- closet (3 hangers, one extra set of sheets, one extra comforter, two extra pillows, a small ironing board, an iron)
- shared side table (two drawer compartments, one for each bed; there are outlets for electronics)
- wardrobe (just one, but it's big! please share.)
- desk with rolling chair (just one! again, please share. also: a notepad with a cheap ballpoint pen, a phone, and a phone directory for standard hotel amenities)
- pullout bed couch (for more guests! this bed is far less comfy than the standard beds.)
- television (with standard cable and standard trash programming. nothing particular stands out about the programming.)

- book shop? ... There is a bookshop where the gift shop should be. Where did it come from? Perhaps it's always been there, in the same way the faceless staff of the Pentagon have always been there. There is currently caution tape over the front entrance. Although the entrance isn't locked, it is not advised to enter the bookshop early. Who knows what might happen (the people who were in the City knows what will happen no don't touch that—)

- gas station? across the street? The street stretches into the horizon. This place is flat. so very flat. but there's a gas station.

- fresh produce (limited, but good variety. may be slightly wilted.)
- standard basic groceries (including pet food for your Living Creatures)
- liquor section (we in the south now boyzzz)
- lotto ticket machine (?)
- chargers/small electronics
- wall o candy
- basic amenities and toiletries(fancier than hotel amenities but not by much)
- magazines!
- slushy machine
- coffee machine
- rolling hotdogs
- hot fast food
- car maintenance products. you know. for your car
- gas station guy. nice guy

How do you pay? the gas station guy will charge it to your room! Who's paying for your room? Erm. Tehe. pero

You can also go to the gas station guy and buy a bus ticket to Sin City for a vacay. Sin City is great! Lots to do in Sin City. Buses to Sin City leave every Wednesday evening — don't be late! However, after a month at maximum, you will be back in your room in the Pentagon. Guess the hotel likes you!

Other hotel amenities. This hotel isn't 5 star, but it isn't 3 star either! Standard fancy hotel amenities, such as a small gym, a pool and sauna, a well maintained laundry room, a small spa, and a business center with computers and print station also exist. The only amenity that does not exist is the standard fancy hotel restaurant. Make your food yourselves!!

welcome nerds. enjoy your stay!

OOC:
- I will make a receptionist thread. please feel free to add your character to the queue for a randomly selected room! if you would like to also have a conversation with one of our three randomly selected receptionists, please say so in your comment. thank. EDIT: room assignments are here! please add any new characters to any random rooms you like. if you change rooms, please be sure to update the spreadsheet. thank yoooou
- i'll make up how to make money and pay for stuff later. for now please don't starve just buy stuff it's Fine
- electricity works. there's local internet but search engines bring up very little about the area. gps does NOT work (for now)
- uh that's it i'm tired please tell me if i missed anything

Comments

[comunicar]

I'd toast to that if we had drinks... We can put that on the backburner.

[ Elysium has absolutely no idea why Sisi is rummaging around in his pillowcase like a musbeast scrounging for a crumb of cheese, but he looks very cute and fluffy while he does so, so Elysium is happy to live and let live.

In response, Elysium blinks, but shakes out his hair before puffing his headfeathers from behind his ears. It looks both lovely and a bit silly. ]

Never met a Liberi in the flesh? Well, I'm happy to be the first.

[reverent]

Wow! They're beautiful. They're like little angel wings.

[ they really do, sisi thinks. it's like the sort of thing you'd see in a book, or a piece of art on pixiv. the kind that has someone's original character come to life with the touch of the render button. he reaches out with a hand, and then mimes a playful grabby motion, just to take the sting out of a potential rejection: ] Can I touch them? I promise I'll be careful! I've pet a lot of really fluffy birds before. But your feathers look even softer than theirs!

[comunicar]

[ Elysium laughs. He catches Sisi's hands. ]

Easy on the grabby. But yes, as long as you're careful. Here.

[ Elysium puts Sisi's hands on his feathers. See? Very fluffy! ]

I don't like to compare, but you are in the presence of a once-in-a-lifetime hottie, so if it doesn't get any better than this for you... Well, sorry for setting your expectations very high for the rest of your life.

[reverent]

[ fluff!!! sisi could die right now, and he'd be super happy. he's long since understood the meaning of cuteness aggression and the role it plays in his life, and it's everything he can do right now not to coo and marvel over it all - white, and fluffy, and as soft as the belly feathers of a baby budgie.

he laughs, delighted, and carefully navigates elysium's hand to give the tiny down feathers along the edge a friendly tickle. ]

How am I supposed to mind when a once-in-a-lifetime hottie has cute feathers like yours? If the bar can never be reached ever again, I'd still die happy! [ eheheh! ] Thanks, though, for letting me touch your feathers! You really can't fly with these? What about on your back? Are there feathers there too?

[comunicar]

[ A feather twitches under the tickling, but Elysium just laughs. ]

No, no. I'm a little farther removed from the Ancients than other Liberi, so besides my tail, that's really it. And you can see my tail after you buy me dinner, Sisito.

[ A tap on Sisi's nose. Elysium is mostly kidding, but it does take a certain level of closeness to touch a man's tailfeathers... ]

When it comes to those kinds of wings... Well, only the Sankta, have those, and those aren't the most functional wings, per se.

[reverent]

[ ohhhh! don't think he didn't see that lil feathery twitch, mister!! but sisi laughs at the tap to his nose. he presses his hands behind him in a pantomime of obedience, feeling warm and light. in truth, it was a little scary to just show up in a random place. he'd been on his way to work, thinking hard about trying another grafting technique on a succulent that hadn't been doing so well all month, when he and his bicycle had ridden right into the hotel door, and that had been that. but elysium's cheered him right up, and for that, sisi is grateful.

so! dinner's gotta be on the menu. it's the least he can do. especially for sisito, which is such a charming nickname that it has sisi laughing all over again. ]

We-ell, since we're already on Sisito and Elly terms, and I got to touch your head-feathers, the only logical progression is dinner, right? So you're gonna be taken out! For dinner! My treat, of course. Besides, I don't know what the dinner situation is around here, so it'd be fun to go exploring with someone. [ hm hmmmm! ] What does being a Liberi mean when it comes to dinner, anyway? Do you eat meat? Do you have an opinion on egg sandwiches? What about really spicy chickpea curries? If I'm going to take a once-in-a-lifetime-hottie out to dinner, I'm going to have to go all out!

[comunicar]

[ This guy really have questions upon questions. It's a good thing Elysium has answers upon answers, even if he has to fudge a couple to keep up with the energy. ]

I'll try anything once. I can't say I'm picky... I'm both very hot and very cosmopolitan like that. Although I will say that Thorns and I had a contest to test our spice tolerance... Ah, I won, of course, but I learned quite a bit about both myself and Thorns that day. When it comes to spicy cuisine, the Yanese and Bolívarians are out to prove something to everyone else, I think.

[ They tied, but Thorns will say he won. They very much tied. ]

[reverent]

[ this is why we will definitely need a handwaving meme: ]

Oh? Who's Thorns? Is he a friend? Is he also very hot and cosmopolitan?

[comunicar]

Very hot. Ah, he travels, but I don't know if his heart is large enough for true worldliness... He is tragically bad at communication, you see, so he lives his life stumbling through people determined to assume the worst about him. Not very good for getting to know others. It is very tragic for a man who is almost as hot as I am... Here, let me show you.

[ Elysium pulls out his portable terminal, opens his photo gallery, and scrolls past about 50 selfies until he gets to the two or three paltry photos he snuck of Thorns while he was working in his lab on the Cuna De Nene. ]

Look. He's an alchemist. Cool, right?

[reverent]

[ it's the way elysium talks about this thorns guy, yuesi thinks, with so much fondness and joy that yuesi can't help but be fond of him as well. he leans forward to take a look at the images, laughing along the way because the fifty selfies feels very elysium.

a dark haired youth, dark skin, holding what looks to be half an intact beaker. he reminds yuesi a little of chemistry phd students on the even of their dissertations, running one last experiment for the adrenaline of it. the thought it is so fun that yuesi is instantly charmed. ]

Ohhh, that's awesome! Eheh, I like how his hair sticks up, like a little porcupine. So if he's an alchemist, what are you? Are you his dashing, overworked assistant?

[comunicar]

A porcupine...? Hmm.

[ Elysium tilts his head left and right. ]

You know, his ancestry's actually Ægir, but I can see it.

[ At Sisi's question, Elysium laughs, holding up his free hand. ]

No, no. Well, I do find myself in a lot of assistant positions, now that I think about it, but Thorns is my my comrade, mi chaval, mi amigo íntimo, mi hermano... And so on. I pick up a few things when I hang around him all the time, but he doesn't need an assistant like me. I wish he would overwork me, but he wanders too much for me to pin him down.

[ ... Truly a very bromosexual sentence. ]

[reverent]

[ liberi and ægir... it hadn't taken long after yuesi's arrival before he'd realised that he wasn't in kansas anymore (or london. he wasn't in london anymore.) (london, ontario, in case anyone was wondering why he doesn't have the posh accent.) and simply decided to go with the flow. he supposes he'll have to be asking about all this a little later, especially if he was going to be rooming with a liberi. does he have a specific preference for the thermostat? does he need to brush out his feathers in the sink? an inquiring roommate needs to know!!

but he laughs at elysium's poetic waxing. it's all very endearing, and to be honest, he thinks, it tells him more about elysium than this thorns fellow.

namely... they sound like really great friends!! or maybe even past roommates... ]

But I bet you wouldn't want to pin him down for the world, right? Because it would make him less him. Oh, but if you were in a wrestling match, maybe you would want to pin him down. So you'd only want it to happen under some circumstances, but definitely not in others.

[comunicar]

[ Elysium is a fount of information, especially with regard to himself!! Sisi will be perhaps a bit too well informed...

... But yes, back to his historians will call them close friends friend. ]

Ah, wrestling... I'll pin him yet. But he was born to travel, indeed. I have responsibilities with my own squad, but he is a free spirit, the sort to let the winds take him where they will... Or rather, he did until his last adventure. He seems motivated now. It's a good look on him.

[reverent]

Squad? So are you... a cheerleader or a gymnast? Or maybe even a hockey player? Or, no, I think hockey players have teams...

[comunicar]

No, not a sport. Military — well, paramilitary. I'm a vice captain in a communications unit — oh, that just means that we have to take vanguard and set up communication hubs for the rest of the units in the force.

[reverent]

Ohhh, a military man! So is what you're wearing your army uniform?

[comunicar]

Yes indeed! Well, not that there's a strict dress code with Rhodes Island — they custom order our combat gear, but we have plenty of say about what we'd like for our clothing to look like, so I wouldn't call it a uniform when there's not much uniformity. Don't I look hot in mine?

[ Another proud puff of feathers as he turns to show off his outfit. He is a hottie and he knows it. ]

[reverent]

[ hm hmm!! well, if elysium is asking, then sisi must provide! despite already having made up his mind, yuesi makes a grand show of looking elysium up and down and sideways.

and then, he laughs. ]

Yes! You definitely do! After looking at you from all angles and conducting a super scientific investigation, I rate you a ten out of ten! That's definitely a hottie of all time.

[comunicar]

Excellent. Hotties like us deserve a little recognition for our contributions to mankind, even if we have to come up with our own accolades until the world gets it together.

[reverent]

Hear hear, and soundly agreed! [ says yuesi. he bounces in bed for a moment, then laughs again. it's a bit sheepish this time, a little off-kilter. he knows it sounds a little odd, but he plucks up a smile anyway: ] Thanks, though. I mean, I wasn't so sure about showing up to a place like this, even if the hotel is kind of nice and the people here aren't mean at all! But it was just a lot to take in, you know? I feel a lot better after talking to you, though, so I thought I should at least tell you! That sort of thing.

So, thanks! I don't really feel that bad anymore.