Incomplete Data: A panfandom, multi-world RP.

[Survivor Squad]

I seem to be the only one in Hotel who's utterly entertained by the constant shenanigans going on around here. He's a bit like Kubrick, our scientist. An absolute goddamn nightmare to work with but it sure is fun to watch the end product.

[Jessica Hamby, Laura Moon]

As a point of simple curiosity, are you happier when this place turns powers off or when they're on?

I wouldn't worry too much about the other owl. I'm fairly comfortable in here.

But if someone wouldn't mind bringing me a book - something Polish or Czech - and a burrito, I'd be charmed. I might even be charmed enough to sing you something when this is all over.

Vax:

While everyone's rounding up animals, do you want to meet me somewhere?

Pre-loaded visa, huh? What's the catch?

Guess I'm going shopping.

I've been glitterbombed.

Since Scanlan isn't here and this obviously isn't revenge for the love potion I inflicted on him I have a rather small number of suspects to look at for the culprit. Be warned, my friends, I will be plotting. I will not, however, be combing glitter out of my hair because screw you I look fabulous. It's like someone doused me with physical faerie fire and I'm loving this. So jokes on you, whoever you are.

But no one prank wars like Vax. Let the games begin.

I got my cat. Her name is Dummy.

She died before I came here. The guy I cheated on my husband with Robbie buried her for me.

I'm glad she's not a living dead thing like me.

Ah, powers are back. I can go back to rotting.


Vex'ahlia:

I'm sorry I tried to kill you.

So... who's hungry? My magic fingers are back and I have tomatoes. Someone locate some bread and cheese and I'll magic up some lettuce and whatever other greenery you like.

And I still have a goat. I'm an expert in bear-rearing and the mystical ways of cows, but goats are totally foreign to me. What am I supposed to do with this? Regina. Do you want this guy back?

[Vex'ahlia]

You alright, Stubby?

[Gretel]

I am immensely sorry for absolutely everything that came out of my mouth.

This is Sokovia.

Is everyone okay and themselves again?

I always knew this was where I was meant to be. A true reflection of my very being. Queen Tahani of eternity.

Who wants to come admire my gown and draperies? I will open my halls to the commoners for one night in celebration of my coronation.

I have a wicked woman to execute today. It brings me no joy, I assure you.

Cheers to the lucky souls and their recent betrothal. Or marriage... regrettably, I forget which. Either way, know that your happiness was thoroughly celebrated by many a well-wisher last eve at the tavern.

[Private to Claude Frollo]

Dearest esteemed and most-pious of brothers; how long has it been since your noble visage graced the halls of the University? So many of my fellow scholars are in dire need of your divine guidance. Especially after last night

Hansel, where are you.


[Friends (Sam, Bruce, Dean, Raven, Darcy, Joanna, Robin, Vex, Vax, and anyone else that may fit)]

As much as I hated the pink, I prefer places with a fucking door.

How many of us were picked this time?

( TAHANI'S GARDEN PARTY )

I'm still dead, if anyone's wondering.

Never been more relieved to have said no to whiskey. Don't think I could've handled this clothing hungover. Can barely handle it now.

Are we all back or is anyone still back in those rooms?

ETA: Margaery, you can have my sequined top if you want.

Oh good. The shit show continues.


So this is for every single asshole in a lab coat, and I promise, there's a hell of a lot more where it came from.



┌ಠ_ಠ)┌∩┐ ᶠᶸᶜᵏ♥ᵧₒᵤ

Thank the stars, a closed door. And silence. I've rarely been more grateful to wake up surrounded by purple. As much as I'd rather wake up surrounded by steel.

Rocket, dear, sorry that the plan with the ventilation ducts didn't work out but if you have any more mayhem planned do let me know if you need a boost. I had a delightful time.