Ridgeway Resort - Network Comm

Calling all crazies!

Fruitloops.

Mellon heads.

Melted ice cream sundaes... what was I saying?

Oh yeah, in need of a little TLC? Let me scrub those annoying blights off the insides of you little noggins and give you a fresh start.

That's right, I'm your local, friendly, shrink. You have others but I don't know if they are friendly so we'll go with no.
Office Hours 9am to when I get bored.

No refunds. Chocolate syrup is an acceptable method of payment.

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( Filtered to Faith )

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( Filtered to staff / away from Petersen )

( BIG painting here )

I've always hated this painting.

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Okay, holy crap my spider senses are tingling off the charts here.

Vayl? Cole? Are you out there somewhere?

If anyone's seen a studly, Romanian vampire and a redheaded, oddball rent-a-cop, can you please return them to me? They have a tendency to bite off way more than they can chew, and in a place where my brain is going all willy-nilly like this, it's probably not a good thing.

I've never been quite so glad I don't have any real purpose for water for anything. I don't envy you guys having to blurt out your secrets, even if it would make my job awful easy.

So I'm curious. How many of you guys actually have a real Dracula where you come from? I mean an actual vampire Dracula, the warlord with the disturbing impaling fetish doesn't count. And no, Nosferatu doesn't count either. That was a blatant ripoff.

Also, if you do have a real Dracula, what's he like? Is he kind of a dope, like some of the movies make him out, or is he just as scary as his rep makes him out?

OH. MY GOD.

( FUNNIEST THINGS EVER )

So, I'm bored and curious and a little annoyed at all the people asking about my life. Which means you all get treated to my philosophical mood. Let me ask you this:

Destiny. Is it immutable? Is every single thing we do just a plan playing out that we have no say in? Is predestination a load of bull and our choices are all that there is? Or is it something in between?

Next time a guest tries to thank me for saving them by some kind of lewd sexual gesture, the zombies are going to be the least of their worries, I swear.

So...kidnapped to a bizarre resort and then thrown to the zombies? And here I thought I'd already experienced the weirdest of the weird.