Crown Plaza IC

Island resort? Man. It's been thousands of years since I even thought of one of these.

But that being said, they are full of minerals and ingredients that are useful in science.

Kingdom of Science, who's all here to help me collect things to bring back to the hotel?

I'm waiting for the monsters to come out of the sand at dusk. The ocean would be too obvious.

On another note, these pink drinks with cherries and tiny umbrellas are delicious.

Well, this is definitely a first. Not that I'm complaining or anything. I plan to take full advantage of this glorious paradise. Hopefully, we don't go back too soon.

Plain, with a light glaze, and a thin layer of chocolate upon its' top, fresh from the oven... all hail the majesty of the chocolate frosted doughnut - some loving God's gift to a humble man such as me.

Thank you, crazy hotel.

I found a complete GWENT deck on my pillow this afternoon!
Now I just need a second deck to play against. Heh.

Man, I could really go for a burger.

We're back. That means it's over, right? I can go outside and not run into dad any monsters?

Unless you are prepared to take on a forest spirit, I would advise against anyone trying to enter the Natural History Museum near the park. A very powerful Leshen has taken over the building. They usually take to dense wooded areas but this one doesn’t seem to attack anyone until they enter the museum. Save your coin for another day. Since it’s contained for now, it should be best to leave it be. There are far more dangerous and aggressive creatures that need to be dealt with. If you have a weapon and a willing heart, your assistance would be appreciated. I would also like to have eyes on the leshen just to be sure it doesn’t try to escape if there are any volunteers.

[ private to family - Ciri, Jaskier, Yennefer ]

Adventure is calling.

Alright, who needs me to kill some shit? Just let me know who or what, and I'll figure out the rest.

It's been a while since I slugged someone, but when you call me a 'filthy mudblood', I'll punch you straight in your stupid mask.

I know an insult when I hear it, even if I'm not really sure what you're insulting.

What the ever loving fuck are these? They look like dressed up shits.

WHO: Ciri and Everyone attending
WHEN: May 1st
WHERE: The Dining Room
STATUS: In Progress
WARNINGS: TBD

(  Savoury scents of the variety of foods wafted through the hotel. Anyone who wished to stop in and join in was welcome. Ciri did not mind making new friends for her birthday.  )

Who: Jaskier & Geralt.
Where: The kitchen.
When: 4/26 (backdated).
What: Family dinner & fake goatees.
Status: Completed.
Warnings: Dirty talk.

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As the power only just came back on yesterday. I decided to move the birthday feast to the 1st- for anyone who was going to join me today.

[Friends of Yen]
The 1st is also Yen's birthday and while I'm sure she wouldn't want a big party I thought it would be nice to have a combined feast.

So anyone who I don't really know besides the mentions from Yen, or delivering things for her, should come to the dining room on the 1st ready for a big dinner.
Thank you!

Would it be taking it personally to guess that this storm was the Hotel's way of reminding me why I've never been the athletic type?

By the way, visibility outside is absolute crap, and while I don't feel any healthier after my run, I do believe slipping on wet leaves and tripping over branches has left me bruised, humbled, and possibly with a messed up wrist.

As Belleteyn approaches, it is almost my birthday.
Like so many others, I'm unsure how to celebrate in such a place as this and with so many friends missing.

I need something to do, so for the next few hours I'll be making burgers to order. Meaning you pick the cheese, meat, doneness, and vegetation, and I'll cook it up for you.

I'll even make fries, with or without crack salt.

Bring your own drinks, though.

I've seen a few people make posts about this sort of thing, but how I do remove this eyesore from my room?

How did I get here? Who the hell are you people? Are you Others Give me back my guns and let me go.

Huh. Well. Not where I was trying to get to, but who am I to say no to an all-expenses-paid trip to a haunted hotel on an unnervingly creepy island. Unnervingly creepy islands are beginning to become a mainstay in my existence, after all. Why not?

Rhetorical. Don't answer that.

Where's the--nevermind. Found the bar.

Toodles.