Crown Plaza IC

Who: Miguel O'Hara
Where: The lobby
When: October 27, morning
What: Setting up the altar
Status: Open?
Warnings: None

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Would anyone object if I built an altar for Dia de los Muertos in a more public place than my room? That way, anyone can leave ofrendas for their dead ones if they want to.

Can someone please tell me where the hell I am?

I'm glad to see so many of you have returned to normal. Can you tell me how you did it?

Halloween is all well and good, but it's Dia de los Muertos in a week's time so I'm going to be making pan de muerto in the next couple of days. And taking a bottle of tequila from the bar.

If anyone wants some pan de muerto for their dead, let me know.

I've been stuck here for days.  There's really no way to get home?  I need to get back to my Dad.  It's important.  He'll be crazier very upset that I've been gone so long.

Since Romanoff is off the reservation for the time being and Rogers doesn't want to do it I'm stepping up to take point on security rounds. Who is left that can do rounds? Pretty sure we need this now more than ever.

Alright, all you kiddos. Big show of hands, chime in here. Who knows better than to touch the stove unsupervised and needs help with anything?

I was going to ask why everyone's suddenly an infant, but then I remembered where we live.

Does anyone else hate how quiet it gets sometimes? I think I almost miss the city noise.

O-kay. Alright. This isn't where I was before. Very not okay.

But it's fine. I won't ask so long as there's someone who wants show me who I need to blame.

Also, maybe where the nearest ship I can hitch a ride out of here is?

Who: Miguel & Ava
Where: Candyland!
When: Afternoon, Oct 8th
What: Exploring the carnival
Status: Ongoing
Warnings: Nah

( I hear these things are rigged )

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

Anyone happen to find poptarts?

Anyway, Ned and I are going out to play real life Candyland or explore Willy Wonka's chocolate factory or whatever it is out there. Figured we ought to leave some sort of message about it.

What the shock? Where are we now?

Hello. I am Lyla, which stands for Lyrate Lifeform Approximation. Miguel has given me permission to ask questions on this network while he is reading, and so I would like to get to know people.

What is your name? How are you feeling today? Do you enjoy being in this hotel?

This mug of coffee is haunting me. I dump it down the sink, and then it's full again. Every time.

I get that the food in the kitchen also... probably randomly appears. But it's more upsetting seeing it in action.

Are people actually drinking the coffee that mysteriously turned up on their nightstands? Seems suspect to me.

Who: Miguel and Ava
Where: Outside room 513
When: Backdated, to just after this post
What: Delivering Ava's prize
Status: closed, Ongoing
Warnings: TBD

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Who: Miguel and Open
Where: Out in the forest
When: today, late afternoon
What: Spidering
Status: Open, Ongoing
Warnings: TDB

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