Ridgeway Resort - Network Comm

What is this strange contraption? What is this unusal place? I can sense

Certainly, I am not in a magically changed room within Castlevania. I am positive of that.

There is much work needed to be done. A great deal of preparation. I do not understand why I have been brought here, however, I do appreciate being sent back immediately.

(OOC: Note, this actually took a while for Alucard to type. He's not used to the modern things in this age.)

Excuse me Miss Frost, I was wondering... I have this problem, and well I know what you can do, I was wondering if you could help me out with it.

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.

( Filtered to James Petersen & Scott Summers. )

This place better be worth the money I'm paying to be here.

Any of you have any want to make my stay any better?

[Early in the afternoon Emma Frost felt a familiar presence on the resort, more familiar than that of X-23. Immediately, a voice filled the head of Scott Summers as Emma spoke to him telepathically. (he was used to this by now.)]

So, darling, when did you plan on letting me know that you arrived, or were just going to allow me to lose more sleep over you?

Did Emma Frost resort to selling me, in order to remove me the institute?



edit:(ooc: yeah typing at 4:30 am isn't a wise idea...)

I hate this. I just gave a guest my whole damn life story. Well.. most of it, anyway. They just ask me a few questions. I answer it. But then I keep going. It's like I really want to tell them what I'm thinking. Like it's some impulse and I can't resist against it.

One time, they ask if they could stay later in the water. Like, until after hours, you know? I said that it'd be great if they lost a few pounds before coming back to the beach again, lest they scare off the rest of the guests. And that it may also be a good idea not to come back at all. And she didn't really look that ba-- oh, yes she did. See?? I can't even fib to sugarcoat anything. Seriously. This can stop anytime now, please.

I'm going to ask a huge favor of anyone who likes me even remotely...

Um tomorrow night I'm doing my first onstage set. I'm singing three songs. One that was requested and two that I've picked out on my own, I've got two costume changes in between the songs. I would really really like it if I had a little audience that wasn't a bunch of people I don't know. I know I might hear the random 'Free Bird' request from the weirdos...

But their opinion doesn't matter to me. And I know you guys can't lie to me. I haven't done this in a long time and I'm kinda nervous. I know if I have someone to look at, who isn't a stalker, would make it a touch easier. And you guys wont get all googly eyed at me after eye contact. At least I hope.

Let's get a few things straight: 

1.) Yes, my breasts have been "enhanced"
2.) No, you may not touch them.
3.) Yes, I have the best body money can buy.
4.) Yes, I can read your mind.
5.) No, you may not sleep with me.

If I get one more request to procreate, I am going to wipe your minds and leave you sexually attracted to Barry White's music, and make you vomit at the words "mannequin" and "thermal". 

I'm glad we could all sort this out. Have a lovely afternoon.  

I can't say that I'm entirely pleased with this situation. Typically it's I'm the guest at a resort. Of course, I have attended my fair share of fetish retreats, but nothing this.... bizarre and disturbing. Housing is quaint, and the buildings are a bit pathetic in their architecture, nothing in comparison to what I am used to. Then again, most don't have the option for luxury like I do. We can't all vacation in Aspen, and Nepal. Spend our days on the white sand beaches of Fiji and go to sleep in the hotels of Dubai.

I also refuse to slave over sweaty, ungrateful guests who believe that I am some sort sideshow attraction.

Regardless, I suppose an introduction is necessary. My name is Emma. Emma Grace Frost, Chairperson of the Board and Chief Executive of Frost International, Chairman of the Board of Trustees & headmistress of The Massachusetts Academy. As you can tell just by my title, I am very busy woman and thus, don't have time for this.