Crown Plaza IC

I'm going to assume this is either a nightmare induced by too many mall nachos or I have been struck by a passing semi-truck and this is that weird limbo Abuelita told me about. Either way, I am very uncomfortable and I feel like I've already broken at least ten of the core rules of horror just by sitting here using this thing.

I woke up to find my parakeet Sunshine in a cage next to my bed. I'm really glad that she's here because I was worried about her back home and whether anyone was taking care of her.

Does anyone else have their pets here?


Private to Elena
Want to go watch the sky jellyfish?

Who: Jinn and OTA
Where: The Abandoned Graveyard
When: Thursday 3rd, morning
What: A spot of gardening
Status: In progress
Warnings: None

( The rain had finally let up. )

Okay, so, I feel like I gotta ask this.

Everyone who isn't all that weirded out by this place... why aren't you? 'cause I'm not sure I'm ever gonna really adjust.

I don't know why, but I'm feeling even more unsettled than usual in this place.

Probably because they've been really loud for me lately.

I want to thank Clarke, Abigal, and Sookie for coming to my rescue. I owe my life to them.

Thank you all.

I'm really pleased that the hotel decided to bring me my entire wardrobe from home.

It would have been nice if they hadn't dumped it all on my bed though. I'm going to be ironing for a week.

Is it considered a faux pas to wear a suit to a dinosaur theme park?

My father's knives showed up here and I have my rifle from last month.   I hope this doesn't mean I'll have to hunt a dinosaur.  They're already supposed to be extinct and I've already died once.

Who: Elena and Malcolm
What: Enjoying the bonfire
When: backdated til the 1st at dark
Where: In front of the bonfire that is in front to her tent.
Status: Closed and on-going
Warnings: None, possible flirting

Elena was impressed, there were all the ingredients for smores including the sticks. The beautiful Virginian was excited. To be honest, she had a bit of a crush on Malcolm, or her younger self did. The real-time-version didn't really know much about Malcolm. She thought he was kind and good. The perfect potion for a friend.

You could see the fingers of the fire, leaping into the sky, in her brown orbs. It popped and crackled cheerily. When she was little, the family would go camping. She didn't remember much but sitting around the bonfire. It reminded her of her parents, her adopted ones. They would always be her parents, at least in her eyes. That memory swirled around in her mind, slipping out of sparkling eyes to kiss a smile on her face.

Inspecting the sticks she chose one with two spokes on it for hot dogs. Her thought process was multiple marshmallows to put on the chocolate on top of the graham crackers. Carefully, she put marshmallows on each spoke; then she placed them over the fire, while she held the handled portion of the stick.

Dark lashes looked out inspecting the burning mellow. She was distracted by movement ahead of her. The smile she had on her lips broadened when she recognized Malcolm. Delicately she waved at him.

"Hello," she welcomed him. "Come sit here," she patted the seat closest to her. "Thanks for coming. I love bonfires. They remind me of happier times."

My tent fell down again. I know I almost have it right. Could someone help me out? I don't want someone to do it for me, but to tell me what to do, so I'll know in case this happens again.

I suck as a camper.

Who: Malcolm Bright and open to multiples
Where: The hedge maze
When: Oct 31st
What: Just a boy reuniting with his father
Status: Ongoing
Warnings: Mentions of killing, knives, will update if needed

( you're fighting for your life inside a killer thriller tonight )

Who: OPEN TO ALL
Where: Ballroom
When: 10/30 - 10/31 ; Until dawn!
What: SURPRISE HALLOWEEN BALL
Status: In progress.
Warnings: Tag your subthreads accordingly



( Happy Halloween! )

( Meow )

Tony, Bruce and Aziraphale
I'm sorry I was so difficult. I am mortified. Please accept my apologies.

Any other people who dealt with me
So things are rather foggy. Please accept my apologies for how I behaved.

Malcolm
You are one of the few things I remember from my time as a child. You were so sweet to me. I hope we can meet in real-time. You were so kind. Thank you for everything.

It looks like Steve Rogers, Maria Hill, and Clint Barton are all gone.

I've never stayed at a hotel without my parents before.

Does this mean I can stay up after my bed time?

Has anyone got any methods for getting to sleep and not dreaming and staying asleep for longer than a couple of hours? Methods that don't involve alcohol?

With Sara leaving, I've taken over the patrol schedule. Alex and Dimitri, I've moved you out of float and into actual pair-ups with Chloe and Jean, respectively. If I've missed a departure or if anyone needs to be removed for any reason, please let me know.

Teams A & B alternate daily, and if you'd like to volunteer for the patrol drop your name and relevant skills or experience here, please.

Who: Maria Hill and Malcolm Bright
What: Gumdrops for Licorice
When: Tuesday 10/13 (backdated a wee bit)
Where: Out in Candland
Warnings: TBD
Status: Closed/incomplete

( Fair trade )

Don't suppose I hit my head real hard in that crash.

'Cause this is wild.