Crown Plaza IC

| Killian |

Thank you for the sleeping draught. It helped, quite a bit. And I got some lavender and made a sachet to put under my pillow, so hopefully that will make relaxing and sleeping easier. I'm debating getting the supplies to make a dreamcatcher, in case the nightmares return.

| Stephen |

I apologize if this seems out of the blue, or if I'm bothering you, but I wanted to thank you for letting me ramble at you the other evening. If you ever need someone to talk to about absolutely anything, I've been told that I'm a good listener. All that being said - I might have to beg a favor from you. I hope that if I do, you won't mind helping me out. Loki said Honestly, I think I might need someone magically inclined to mentor me and help me adjust my usual magic using so it doesn't come out as bombastic or over the top like it did the other night, and you seem like someone who could put up with my occasional bouts of stubbornness and idiocy...

Who: Loki Laufeyson and Killian Jones
What: Talkin’
Where: The dock
When: Tuesday
Status: Complete
Warnings: conversations about dark topics, maybe?

( Loki missed the rampaging dinosaurs. )

I can't sleep. Whenever I close my eyes, I get nightmares involving my family and friends. Instead, I've been trying to exhaust myself by wandering around the hotel while testing my powers out. That being said, I apologize to anyone who might have been looking to use the pool, since I accidentally transfigured the water into lime jello, and I'm not able to fix it.

Oh, if anyone wants a chocolate peanut butter milkshake and/or seasoned waffle fries, I ended up conjuring enough to feed a small army. I swear, it's like my powers are on steroids. I'm blaming stress.

Okay... this isn't the worst place that I've mysteriously 'found' myself sent to, so that's a plus. It's better than Hell, or Purgatory, anyway. And at least I have a laptop, a phone, and clothing...

Aunties? Madam Satan? Nick? Caliban, is this another one of your tricks to try and get my throne? You know the rules, a Morningstar is the rightful heir.

...why can't I teleport out of here? And where's Salem? Whoever did this, if you hurt Harvey, Roz, Theo, or even Ambrose (though I know he can take care of himself), I will end you.

Who: Stanley Uris and Killian Jones
What: Exploring Jurassic World
Where: The Park
When: Sunday
Status: On-going.
Warnings: tbd


( This was a whole different kind of bird watching. )

Well, this all looks like an incredibly terrible idea but I'm absolutely going to go see dinosaurs anyway. Because dinosaurs. I was an 8 year old boy once, and some things never change.

Also... Just a thought here. If we were issued credit cards, it seems like this might be a place where we get to keep what we purchase or find. Now's a good time to stock up on... I don't know. I suppose whatever the gift shop has in it. If it's anything like all the other major theme park attractions I've been to, there'll be some actual useful stuff there.

Also, you know, Hawaiian t-shirts for Richie.

I know it's a little tired, but I'm very happy I'm not in a teenaged body anymore. I'm genuinely unsure how I lived through that in the first place. Except for the part where I almost didn't, but that didn't have anything to do with the abundance of emotions or being inexplicably sweaty at odd times.

Also, is someone missing a tacky powder-blue suit? Looks a bit like a prom mistake? It was just sitting in the lobby.

Who: Killian & Stan
What: Stan wants to talk
When: The 24th, probably later on in the evening
Where: Out by the boat dock
Warnings: LOL. Uh, no
Status: In progress

( i like the saltwater sting )

The past few days have seemed as good of a time as any to test out the wee rowboats found near the dock. And by test out I mean bring a bottle of rum, float on the water, get sloshed, pass out, and suddenly wake up back at the hotel after hitting whatever magical barrier keeps us here.

I've been considering converting at least one rowboat to a sailboat, however, if anyone is looking for a new project and wishes to help. Or you're welcome to join me on the rowboat but not too many at once, now. We don't want her to sink.

Who: Stanley Uris, Killian Jones
What: Also a surprise
Where: A different room
When: Sunday, Morning
Status: On-going
Warnings: tbd

( What. )

My boots are sticky. Pretty sure this is how you get ants.

Anyone happen to find poptarts?

WHO: Killian & Stan
WHAT: Exploring and tripping balls
WHERE: Candyland, in Psychedellia
WHEN: Today
WARNINGS: TRIPPING BALLS
STATUS: Complete

( sweatin' bullets, netflix chills )

I mean... If I had to pick between this and giant murder wasps with swords, I think it's a pretty easy choice. I'm not going to say I love it, because it's fucked up and unnatural, but I will say it's very brightly colored and therefore sort of compelling. And I've seen way worse. I think probably a lot of us here have.

Who'll explore with me?

WHO: Killian & Klaus
WHAT: Having some dranks
WHERE: Main floor bar
WHEN: Backdated to Killian's arrival
WARNINGS: Nah!
STATUS: Complete

( rum is the reason )

Who: Loki Laufeyson, Killian Jones
What: Meeting
Where: The Boat Dock
When: Saturday
Status: On-going
Warnings: Too Attractive.

I meet her in the world below
She's a tourist of the world beneath
I said "everything, I've built from nothing"
She said "I'm so rich, ( everything's free. )

Who: Stanley Uris, Killian Jones
What: Giving away The Coffee.
Where: Stan’s room
When: Tuesday Evening
Status: On-going
Warnings: Killian in general, probable talks of mental illness

( Guessing at numbers and figures. )

If no one has plans in the ballroom tonight, I'd like to commandeer it for a few hours.


Private to the Losers + Nicky

Stir-fry dinner tonight, made by Richie and myself. No sassy comments about Richie's cooking skills, he did perfectly fine. We supply the food, you bring the rest of the refreshments. We're taking over the ballroom, this can be a proper Loser party.

WHO: Hook & Aziraphale
WHAT: Roommates meeting!
WHERE: #413
WHEN: Backdated to their arrivals
WARNINGS: Naaaah (though angels don't wank, if anyone was curious)
STATUS: Complete

( Enjoy the fainting couch. )

Who: Stanley Uris, Killian Jones
What: A surprise meeting.
Where: The Kitchens
When: Friday morning, very very early.
Status: On-going
Warnings: Sadness, Pirate flirtations.


There's gonna come a day when you'll feel better
You'll rise up free and easy on that day
And float from branch to branch, lighter than the air
Just when that day is coming, who can say? ( Who can say? )

Now this is some powerful magic if I've ever seen it. A curse, perhaps? Got to love those. I don't sense any Evil Queens with admirable fashion sense or rapidly decaying lizards pretending to be human, so - now it's another puzzle to figure out entirely.

I'd say I'd love to enlist the help of whatever attractive person is available to give me a tour, but there's not much to tour so I'll just inquire as to which attractive person wants to plow me with information.