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February 14th, 2015


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[wish grant: faol r]

[The picture materializes beside Faol as he sleeps. It appears to be nothing more than a plain picture in a lovely antique frame, and it has the solid weight of sterling silver in the hands. Inside the frame is a still image of Bo.

As soon as Faol picks it up, though, it animates, transforming into a window into Bo's life. As requested, it will only last five minutes, this magical screen - after that, it will go still. The picture will then disappear, leaving only the ornate frame behind as a reminder.]

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[Wish grant: Preston R]

[It's not jarring, or it's not intended to be. At 12:01 am, wherever Preston Rawlings happens to be, he'll feel a surge of warmth and peace as a freebie, tossed in because it felt like a nice thing to do, and then a surge of control over his ability. It's nothing jarring or terrible, though the duration is maybe not so set in stone, because the wish grantor didn't think very hard about that part. It could last forever, or it could last a day as there was no specification on the temporary genie's part. The one thing that is certain, however, is that the control part was focused on significantly, because it's hair trigger and precise, at least at the beginning.]

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[armand]

[At the stroke of midnight, Daniel Molloy appears on Armand's doorstep. Human, and healthy, as requested.

Well, physically healthy. Mentally, he's mad as a box of cats - no stipulation was made for sanity unless he was a vampire, after all, and the wish grantor didn't even consider the possibility of the hotel taking the loophole. Oops? He is unconscious on arrival, leaving it up to Armand what happens next.]

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[selina k.]

[Twenty-four hours of normalcy begins as soon as the clock strikes midnight. Wherever Selina Kyle was doesn't matter, as the wish whisks her away to where she is, and will be, until the day is done. Which happens to be a house in a suburb outside Gotham, on a quiet street, no smoke or grime to be found. No dog, but two cats serve as the family pets. And, for the day, Selina Kyle is an office worker in a boring, generic office building, and she has a daughter, whose name is whatever she wishes it to be. (No husband-- divorced. Hey, she never specified.)

There is no desire for crime, no itch to steal anything or break in anywhere. Men in capes and cowls are forgotten. The groundwork is laid; how the twenty-four hours are spent is entirely up to her. And yes, even when the wish is over, memories remain.]

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Wish: Jack C., babysitter

[It is a selfish wish. Selfish as can be. Jack Corvus wakes with two new goals come Saturday morning. These new goals are bright and vivid in his mind, strong, like the emotion behind them is magenta. They're like burrs trapped in grass-stained socks in a summer field, and they can't be shaken.

1) Make sure Jake Ross is okay - emotionally, mentally, physically okay. Every kind of imaginable okay.
2) Make sure Joy Ross is safe too, taken care of and not being bottle fed by anything dead or decaying.

The goals are buried deep, and they feel desperate, and the only thing that makes them ease up is seeing them through.]

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[Wish: Sharon Carter - For Steve and Peggy]

[The afternoon of the 14th, invitations appear in the homes of Steve Rogers and Peggy Carter, hand-lettered on thick cards and requesting their presence at Paley Park at 8 p.m. Attire is indicated only as "Please dress nicely". Even if they're thinking of not going, as the evening wears on toward 8, there is a gentle pull toward the park. A continual, slightly awkward, pressing request.

Paley Park is small, a "pocket park" on the site of the old Stork Club. For one night, an uncountable number of white fairy lights have been strung through the branches of its trees, and the seating has been cleared away, replaced by a few outdoor heaters to keep the February chill from the air. At the back, near the waterfall that stands 20 feet high, a small band plays in the corner with a female vocalist. Their repitoire seems to be only slow old love songs, perfect for close, swaying dances.

Other than the band, the park is empty. The band will stay until dawn if needed.]

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wish granted; meredith j (affects neil d)

[The wish grantor really tried to add enough outs here for some serious wiggle room, including adding a time limit, but the wish is still unintentionally strong, emotions heavy behind it, and it isn't a very happy wish. As a result, it's more compulsion than wish, more hunger than just a simple desire.

Come the morning after Valentine's day, and for a full 72-hours (or maybe more, if things go wrong), Neil Donovan really, really, really, really, really wants to marry the woman he loves. Ache in the belly, itch under the skin, cold sweats and all the twitching of a drunk on his first dry days. It can be resisted, but it's like an addiction, always there, always present in his thoughts, even if he manages to keep from following through, which he can do. But it'll take a lot of willpower, Neil. A lot of willpower.]

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[wish: cris m.]

[The wish was simple enough. The divorce papers Elena refused to sign, every last one, appear in the wee hours of the morning. They're in a manila envelope, lying harmlessly on the kitchen table, signed. The signatures are authentic, it's all very real. Any and all necessary paperwork is completed and collected. Clean and done, as requested.]

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[Wish Granted for Dylan M]

[Part of it was easy enough. The white styrofoam take-out container is fairly innocuous as it sits there, smelling of corned beef and sauerkraut and grease. A six-pack of bottles of Mt. Dew Code Red sits nearby - already chilled and waiting. Tucked horizontally between the two rows of bottles is a rolled piece of nearly-indestructible parchment. It's tied off with a ribbon, like any good treasure map, and unrolling it reveals a layout of the hotel.

Unfortunately, it's not nearly as detailed as he wanted. It includes the layout of each floor, with the rooms clearly labeled. Many of them are simple room numbers, but where it's needed, the door is labeled with a name. And only a name. If a person watches the map long enough, some of the labels will shift, switch, move to a different wing of a different floor. Every door has a label, and every label is accurate. Always.]

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[wish: kitane z., featuring aubrey r. & mingmei s.]

[The wish granter tries really, really hard to get this right. Because he cares. It comes in parts, the wish, throughout the course of the day:

1) At six o'clock on Valentine's Day, a man shows up on Aubrey's doorstep. Handsome, nice, good, and a non-drinker, he's there to whisk the lucky recipient off for a night of romance. How the night goes is entirely up to the pair.

2) In early morning hours, two letters appear in Mingmei's mailbox. One is from her sister, XiaoXing, and the other is from her brother, Anguo. The letters are lengthy, full of detail, and pictures are enclosed.

3) For Stark, Viserion, and Grayson (who the granter correctly assumes are pets), it's more subtle. They're healthy and given an extended lifespan... a little longer than requested. By, say, fifty years. Oops. The only indication is a shine in their eyes that indicates good health.

4) Lastly, a new wardrobe literally appears in Kitane's home just after midnight. In the middle of the room. But, at least, it is filled with new clothes and accessories fitting of her tastes.]

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Wish Grant - Clint Barton

[At precisely 12:01 AM, A notecard and a small box appears. To fulfill a request.

Inside the box are a pair of the latest, and most high tech of hearing aids fit to Clint's exact specifications and needs. They work very well. In addition to this, there is a note.

Dear Mr Barton,

I would like to discuss something further with you, perhaps I can arrange some further modifications to aid in your - work. [someone has been doing their research.]

Please contact me at this number [number] At your earliest. I hope this will suffice for now.

Happy Valentine's Day.]

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Wish Grant - Ben Sorenson

[It's not 12:01 When the Yellow Checker Mini Van pulls up outside of Ben's apartment. It's about 4:45 AM, local time. The flight had to be routed through Miami because of bad weather.

At least that's what Ben will be told when he opens the door, very early, to a pack of incredibly, unfairly, good looking people, he calls his family. All of them he wanted to see again. How they got there is anyone's guess, how long they'll stay? No one really knows. They just know they have finally landed at the airport after a ton of crazy flights full of delays and they are exhausted but nowhere near exhausted enough not to make Ben breakfast. And they wouldn't think of going to a hotel. Don't be ridiculous. Family is so important]

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Granting Wishes for the Joker

[Okaaaaay Joker. Here We go.

One case of Fancy Feast Pate

One case of Fancy Feast Sliced]

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Wish Grant - Jonathan Crane

[The wish is not an easy one to grant, but the loophole is easy to find.

The wish is granted, with full honors restored, just as requested.

Jonathan Crane is in control, of Arkham, restored as the head, as director. He cannot be quickly usurped.

However, in order to keep this position, he must meet twice weekly with Charles Xavier for one hour. More if asked of him.

And Charles Xavier can make the decision on whether or not he is capable of continuing his directorship of the institution, with direct consultation of other colleagues as necessary. Perhaps not quickly usurped, but certainly not left to his own devices. At all. Ever.]

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Wish: Micah C [With a little bit of "Sam"]

[It's 0001 and Micah finally gets his wish. This Cupid, being the type to believe that you can't possess an individual without their consent to do so, opts very a very literal translation of 'possess.' Micah's bones shift, his hair goes long and dark, his genitals recede, and his breasts (or perhaps hers) grow until he inhabits a mirror perfect image of Sam Alexander. What has he won? Well, her (body) of course. What have 'they' lost? Perhaps only the satisfaction of finding him now. If Cupid could have had his way, they would have, but making sure that a real, living girl doesn't end up with Micah is the best he can do.

As for Sam Alexander, she's wherever she was before, unharmed, untouched, and undisturbed in her own skin. How long will Micah possess the body of her doppleganger? Cupid doesn't bother to specify.

Happy Valentine's Day, Micah.]

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wish: seven m

[Seven's cupid did it's best, and just hopes that he finds this gift acceptable.

Shortly after midnight, a white box tied up with a red ribbon appears on his nightstand. Inside the box is a brown leather photo album, heavy with the pictures inside. When he chooses to open it up, he will see pictures of the future, the details blurred, the faces difficult to make out. But enough details are present to tell of a happy daughter, a happy childhood being spoiled and given every opportunity imaginable. There are birthday parties and vacations, achievements at school, sports, music, theater, art... the possibilities are, in a word, endless.

The pictures go beyond childhood though. There's happiness in his daughter's future as an adult as well. Is that college she's going to? Is that her giving someone a kiss?

It's a glimpse of a future, of a daughter that was not messed up, of a daughter who is happy.

Happy Valentine's Day, Seven.]

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Wish: Evelyn T

[A box appears on the counter wherever Evenlyn takes her breakfast at. Inside, a pendant. Black and white on a long silver chain, it is indeed a beautiful piece, but what it does is far more interesting.

Whenever Evelyn wears the item, she will exude an aura of trust, of open-mindedness. Those around her will instinctively want to trust her, to be more open to what she has to say. Perhaps this new found trust and open-mindedness will help mend the long-standing distrust of those with magic in her world.]

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Wish for Ronan X

[Per Ronan's request here, a door appears magically for the painting that Ronan describes there. The stipulations are all granted, thanks to the magic of the hotel. Beside the painting, there's a small note left by the wish grantor:

-Your wish wasn't at all selfish. Rather, it was beautiful. I liked that. I wish you both happiness. Continue to live with no regrets and enjoy each other. ]

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gift for dick grayson (affecting barbara g and lucy bb!)

[The first part of the wish is easy: in Lucy's nursery, with nothing else disturbed, is a stack of every Playstation system, console and handheld, through the Playstation 4. The second part is a little trickier because magic isn't really the Anon's forte. But he is compelled to try, and so in Lucy's crib is a little protective charm. If it is kept on Lucy's person somehow, it keeps the wearer from physical harm. The Anon leaves a note in excellent penmanship explaining the object to Barbara.

Happy Valentine's Day!]

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wish: gotham - state of the door (bruce w, holly r, jim g, hal j)

[On Valentine's Day, things change in Gotham, and the changes will remain in effect for two weeks, until February 28th, when the wishes of Holly Robinson, Jim Gordon, Hal Jordan and Bruce Wayne fade.

When Bruce wakes up - just him - the city he lives in has changed. First off? Bruce Wayne is the mayor and has been for a number of years - re-election campaigns are being planned already. The city, the GCPD and the administration, they're good and they're clean. Good men with morals and a compass are the boys in blue and the mob? They never existed. And for the rest of Gotham? It's been that way for years. Unfortunately? Without the mobs, the traditional villains of Gotham are back. And without some form of mob-run camaraderie the fissures between the rich and the poor in Gotham are wider than ever. GCPD has to clean up all kinds of rich-fueled fun sprees, the aftermath of drugs and high-speed car races on Gotham's roads and of course, the sex trade is alive and well, and doesn't have a tightly-run mob network to keep women safe.

Everyone unaffected by magic and by doors, they think this is how Gotham is, how it has always been. Everyone else is aware something is not right. And Gotham is very good at staying how it is. It's not going to last long.

And there's something else.

Just like Bruce, the other citizens of Gotham are experiencing new things too. Heightened levels of debauchery and the urge to indulge. Nothing non-consensual, and they can certainly control themselves, but there's a definite lowering of sexual inhibitions in the air, a desire to throw sexual caution to the wind. There's also a very, very compelling desire to declare affection and love for others, even where the was reluctance in the past. And it's coupled with a need to spend time with those people, often to the exclusion of all else.]

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[peter p (involves harry o)]

[Not only does Harry Osborn have amnesia, now, but he's also magically cured of Golbining! Per Peter's wish, Harry's physiology now contains zero traces of the serum, meaning no withdrawal effects, as if he never took it at all. No side effects. Mileage may vary.

He does, however, get a little note to explain what's happened, in the form of a piece of paper lying on his chest when he wakes up. The message is written in lovely script, because if the anon has to use magic to do this thing, the hotel can at least let them do it in style.]

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Wish granted: Blake T

All is exactly as specified. There is a mirror, a large one, on the wall of Blake Thorne's bedroom. In it, the life of the erstwhile dead boyfriend is conducted, entirely unaware that it is being watched. It is a happy, humdrum kind of life, with a man who moves in and out of the apartment making coffee and making himself comfortable on the couch. At the corner of the mirror, a tiny hammer hangs, wooden. The inscription over the mirror, a brass plaque, reads: 'break me by February 28 to change me'. On February 28, the mirror will disappear.

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Wish granted: Max M

[The paperwork shows up on the kitchen counter in a manila envelope. Financial security, outlined on a number of documents setting out a portfolio that runs from low to medium risk, with the expectation of accruing more as it goes. There's a small business card in with the rest, of a financial adviser belonging to a small but very reputable investments and accountancy bank. His name is on the paperwork as the financial manager, and Max's as the portfolio owner.]

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Wish - Casey D

Standing on the nearest end-table are five glinting gold vials of felix felicis. No instructions, no note, though of course it's highly toxic if taken in larger quantities and it does make people feel a little more reckless. Have fun getting lucky, Casey.

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Wish - Harry O

[As you wish, Harry. He wakes up in his own bed at the old house belonging to the Osborns. The house itself, well. That's in escrow, because Mr. Osborn is still very very dead. Harry doesn't remember anything and is a teenager once again and no serum has ever entered his veins: perfect for the last year of high school (how else does someone forget everything to do with Gwen and Emily?) He's a blank slate, nothing of hotels, Vegas and magic. But everyone else's memories are intact. How long it lasts? Up to Harry. The wish-giver didn't specify.]

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Wish - Ford C

On waking, Ford will find that all speech impediments are gone. He's free to talk, without a problem. Of course, that doesn't prevent the speech impediment from coming back in the future, but the wish-giver tries really hard to make the end far, far off.

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Wish - Wanda M

It is exactly as she wished. A garden that only Wanda can enter, in the place she wished it to be. The key to the door that keeps the garden safe is lying just within reach, with a tag that reads 'only you'.

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wish grant - Shane Alexander

[When the wish is granted, it's not necessarily the wisher who gets the swift kick in the ass - though he's not without reassurance. The swift kick in the ass, its firm and tough. Almost familiar. Harder on Graham Ross, and definitely a kick in the ass. It's a tug on the hair of the pretty girl from the South. All tongue sticking out, and tugging on pigtails and one step back from a smack upside her pretty little head.

All metaphorical but it may as well not be for all its force.

Wishes come true, whenever they come for the two of them, for obvious reasons. And that's if they come, this wish granter doesn't know a thing about that. Not really. But there is work to be done on this end, and the best that can be done is a swift kick in the ass and a tug on the hair that reminds two people that home don't always have to make you happy but home always has to include everyone.

And sometimes home means coming back from whatever selfish thing that's out there for you and holding on tight to some chain smoking, trash talking, sass mouthed, surly bastard. Because sometimes home smells like an ashtray and irritates the shit outta everyone.

The kick in the ass is hard, the tug on the hair is too. But The pull to come back okay is even greater. But more than that is the understanding. Do what you gotta do. But you come back from it okay And soon.]

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Sharon C/SHIELD Anon

[After receiving this And after checking to make sure both parties arrived here. She took herself right on over to the burger place for a Valentine's Day Burger and Book Reading Evening Extravaganza - Sharon parties hard.]

[Locked: SHIELD Anon]

Thank you for granting my wish. I would be remiss if I didn't invite you to join me in devouring some beef. But if you'd prefer to remain anonymous I completely understand. Either way I'm about to put all these people in this restaurant to shame.

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Wish: Harley Q (with presents for friends)

[Forever is a long time, but Queenie tried their best. In a medium sized red box waiting for her by her bed, satin white bow holding it closed, lay seven friendship bracelets. Yup. Friendship bracelets, of varying colors and designs, though there are a few that are flashier, for more discerning tastes.

For your friends is all the note inside the box says, but it’s signed with a heart. Yay, holidays.

The bracelets, when put on, fill the wearer with a sense of love and camaraderie specifically directed towards Harley, regardless of how the person feels about her or even if they knew her before they put it on. Declarations of love are common when wearing the bracelet – as is hugging – even if the wearer isn’t the type of person for such displays of affection. Nothing Harley does or says will change these feelings while the bracelet is on.

When the bracelet is pulled off, the feeling disappears immediately, with no negative effects to the person exactly (they don’t go from love to hate without it on, unless they already hate Harley – which would be mean) but it’s obvious the change in emotion is tied to the bracelet. How the wearer feels about that is up to them.

The bracelets are otherwise normal. They might fall off, they might break. Once broken, they cannot be mended or restored with the same properties.]

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Wish: Clementine M

[April 26th, 2014. There's a warm rain pockmarking mud in the prison yard. A good day under gray clouds, the stench of the dead drenched to something bearable. This is where and when Clementine M finds herself when she wakes up on what would have been the 14th. Everything is exactly as it was on that day, in the Walking Dead door, the only difference being the woman herself—her memories, her experiences, nothing forgotten. Everyone else around her is unchanged.

Back home, she simply disappears. Not even the hotel can put her in two places at once. Her bed is unmade, like she'd just climbed out of it and left, with only the clothes (or not) on her back and her key and journal, which no longer writes to those in the prison with her, but only to those in the "Present day," February 2015.

In a Harry Potter-inspired fashion, she'll wake to find a necklace around her neck—a small clock in gold, hands ticking, a thing she needs only to wind to rid herself of the reworking of memory lane. Otherwise, the visit to another time lasts as long as she wants.]

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Wish: Natasha R

[Time runs out before Anon gets a suitable answer from Natasha R, so she approximates. Delivered to the woman, wherever she is, appearing with her key to the hotel, is a little charm. It can be used twice, as the note accompanying it explains. Once to go back in time, to any date and any place, and once to go forward, to any date and place, so long as it falls after the first. She can go back to her Red Room days and return to the present. She can go visit Italy during the Renaissance and then choose to go only as far as the Russian Revolution of 1917.

The effects of altering history—of, say, seeing herself as a child (and the child seeing her), of changing the course of events remains to be seen.

The temporal visits can linger or fall through after a time. It's uncertain what it'll be, as most things with the hotel are.]

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Wish: Jason T

[As requested, a billion dollars, clean, legal, untaxed, and untraceable, the culmination, the paper trail says, of lots of smart investing, is collected in an offshore account for Jason T. He can access the money easily enough: with an app on his phone or by calling a number provided on a card with all the pertinent account information. That's it. There are no strings attached. Definitely easier than raising the dead and wiping their memories.]

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Wish: Bruce B

[The difference is noticeable, like a strange sensation of zen for Bruce B, when he wakes up on the 14th. He'll find himself more relaxed than he has been in a long time, a sense of control over the Other Guy present in a small, but important way, at the back of the mind. It may be only fleeting, but it's there at least in the beginning.

His anon tries hard to get everything right, all the stipulations and everything, but the hotel has a mind of its own. In the end, it does give Dr. Banner the control he wanted, but only when the transformation to the Hulk is deliberate: when he decides to let his anger loose. Then, his mind is clear, he can reason, he can focus, he isn't reduced to only reaction and anger. However, when the Other Guy is triggered by emotion, Banner has even less control than he did before. He's essentially a nuclear bomb without a trajectory and with big, green fists.]

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Wish: Daniel W

[He wanted the option of relocation, he gets the option of relocation. Not rocket science, it comes presented as a key, uncut, free of anything but bow and tip, blade unscathed and unmolded. It can be found with Daniel's hotel key, ringed together with Tweety Bird pendant. It will open any of the doors that line the halls of the hotel, but only one and only once. Whichever door he chooses, the key will open on a place for him to stay, and incur a very modest amount of money; if appropriate, there will be neighbors who remember him having been there for, well, as long as they can recall. The man might find himself in a shitty apartment in a crummy part of Gotham or a beautiful midcentury house in 1950s Florida, just outside a horrible carnival. The money might be clean, might not be—might be earned by some hardworking sap and taxed, or might be culled and missing from some drug kingpin's pocket. There's no telling until Daniel uses the key.

There's only one caveat, my dear: he has to take someone with him. He cannot go alone.

There's a note with the key, and all it says is: Have Fun & Be Yourself!]

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wish: loki - affecting thor

[What Loki wants, Loki gets. At midnight precisely, the world ripples and changes. In the mortal realms, Thor vanishes in the midst of whatever it was he was doing and finds himself in a cell in Asgard's prison. The guards taunt him mercilessly, their jeers cruel and wicked and painting him as a murderer of innocents. His hammer isn't with him, but no one seems to think he can wield it anyway. Reacquiring it wouldn't take much effort.

Loki has replaced his brother as king of Asgard, and the people adore him as they once adored Thor. He is resplendent and beloved - but also absent. While Thor finds himself in the dungeon, Loki finds himself trading places with his brother in a more physical sense. Loki will find himself, at midnight, in the Avenger's Tower.

Either the magic is imperfect, the wish-grantor untalented, or the hotel malicious. As the month progresses, the spell will fray around the edges, and those with the strongest minds will begin to question. Even so, the spell will remain in place until Loki chooses to revoke it, to whatever end.]

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Wish: Russ C - affecting Sam A

[Russ wished Sam a wish, he wished her wish would come true.

So she forgets. Sam A forgets. She has no recollection, no memories, no latent muscle-memory fears of the man named Micah Callaghan. She remembers she wished someone away, but not why. She remembers, in a hazy, blackout way, the conversations about the wish - maybe not specifics, but emotions she felt, etc., and she remembers everything else she knew before and after. It's just as if Micah never existed for her. Whether she remembers things that happened, the actions, and simply not the person who did them or whether she forgets everything altogether, only she can say.

That's all there is. There's nothing to notify Russ of anything that happened. The man's memory is unaffected, his addition of wanting to forget making the wish two-pronged, and the hotel wouldn't give him that. He could only have one thing he wanted, so Sam got what she wanted.

Things carry on as they always have.]

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Narrative

Who: Average!Selina, two cats, and a little girl named Helena
What: A typical day (thanks to her wish giver)
Where: Gotham's suburbs
When: Feb. 14th
Warnings/Rating: Absolutely none

It was a long day at the office, and her feet ached. )

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Wish: Ellie K - affecting Ford C & Russ C

[Ellie wanted her brothers to each have one thing they wanted, and her anon supplies, as best he can.

Ford is easy-ish. A billion dollars, put up in Gotham National Bank, clean money, with the appropriate paperwork all in place, all under the boy's name. With that much money, whenever he wants to go in and withdraw or anything else, he'll be given the royal treatment, ingratiating bankers, tea, a private room, anything he asks for. And it's all his to do with as he pleases, invest it all or gamble it away down to the last penny.

Russ asked for two things, and in the end, he could only have one. Whatever wishes to come or already granted regarding the man's son, Nathan, are nullified, cancelled out completely, a sort of magical "buffer" protecting the kid from any of the horrible plot twists the hotel likes so much.

Whenever it's all done, Ellie might feel a sense of completion, but that's all.]

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Wish Granted Ella D (with a small side of Max M)

[It isn't until late morning that the evidence of Ella's wish arrives at both the home of Max M and the home of Ella D. The thin manila envelope is non descript, their names printed in very level, neat handwriting with the return address of a prestigious law firm visible through the window. Inside are the details of the Section 2503(c) trust. Included on the welcome letter is the name of the trustee (Max Main) and the beneficiary (Elizabeth Dean) as well as the current dollar amount in the fund. Cupid, in a zealous attempt to make sure that there was enough, overshot the amount needed by an extra zero and the trust totals in the millions. Ooops.]

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Wish Granted: Red Riding Hood

[The girl who wanted a head gets a head. Or, more specifically, a bust of her dear Cupid on the mantle above her hearth. Life sized and made from what looks like white marble, the only blemish is a small spot bisecting the lower lip - a tiny speck of blood.]

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Wish Granted: Sam A

[As per her request the removal of scars happens overnight. If her Cupid thinks twice about it, it doesn't show in the spread of warmth over her skin, across her wrists and along the scar from her shoulder to the middle of her chest. The skin turns plump, color shifting to match the skin around the scars and once it's done there's no physical evidence of their existence.]

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Wish Granted: Pepper P affecting Tony S

[The wish is granted a whole second after midnight by a very prompt Cupid. Tony Stark's heart is restored to a previous unblemished state, sans any and all shrapnel, and he is very much alive.

What he chooses to do during the next twenty-four hours is up to him, but at midnight he must decide to keep his restored heart or to have the shrapnel returned. Returning the troublesome pieces, however means, than his heart is returned to the state it was before Pepper affected those tiny metal shards.

As for the final part of her wish, a crystalline red heart (shaped customary for the holiday, rather than realistic) appears on her desk. What Tony decides will be reflected on the bauble - it will either remain as it is or become laced with metal.]

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[wish: marta f.]

[The change is immediate. Marta Flores is now exactly thirty years old, aged up overnight, and will remain that way for a period of nine days (the wish granter overstretched a little, oops.) After that time, a small bottle will appear, wherever she is on the dawn of the tenth day, giving her the option to drink and return to her previous age-- or simply throw the bottle away and remain thirty. The choice, as the accompanying note will read, is entirely hers.]

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[wish granted: marina s.]

[The wish granter, he tried. He really, really did. But the wish of another gets in the way of hers a little, and it doesn't work out right. Instead of curing little Nathan completely, as intended, his condition is only improved. About 50%, give or take, but what ails him is still present. The only sign of the wish being granted, partway, is the appearance of a pendant around the boy's neck; the Rod of Asclepius. It glows, day and night, but not as brightly as it should. It's dull, like a bulb turned only to half strength.]

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[Wish Granting for Ekaterina D]

[So maybe the cupid doesn't know what medical school is, or what sort of resources it requires. Even after the explanations from others that it has to do with healers (and not witches), the concept still isn't very clear. That seems not to matter much to the hotel, though. The wish is made, and the wish is granted. Ekaterina receives documentation for a bank account in her name, holding a rather large amount of money. Well into six figures, though it always seems to be shifting a bit. The documentation includes a checkbook and a debit card from a local bank. Local to wherever she finds herself. Even if she moves.

More than just that, the account seems to know what its purpose is. If she attempts to use the money for anything that isn't related to medical school, the check will bounce, the debit card charge will fail. It's only for medical school, and the necessary things related to it. Tuition, books, supplies. Even housing and other essentials, as long as she's in medical school. Outside of that, the account could just as well be empty.]

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Wish Grant - Barbara Gordon (and Dickie G might be affected too)

[Get your parenting advice straight from the horse's mouth, kids.

You want to know if you screwed up raising your kid? There is one sure way to find out.

At 12:01 AM on 14 February 2015, until 12:00 Midnight on 21 February, Barbara Gordon and Dick Grayson are the proud parents of their little girl - Lucy Adelaide Barbara Gordon Grayson - All. Grown. Up.

Infant to Teenager overnight. Even her bedroom transforms into that of her grown self. Both of them. Her bedroom at Wayne Manor, which is attached to Dick's en suite. Her bedroom at the Clocktower, all are changed. Preparing for the arrival of Hurricane Lucy at all locations.

18 years old, posters on the wall, clothes on the floor, and the wish from Dad now on a charm bracelet.]

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[wish: edwin jarvis]

[An International Championship for England's Cricket Team. It's a wish rather removed from the wisher, not truly affecting him in any way. But the wish granter likes it, likes the simplicity of it.

The 2015 Cricket World Cup is being jointly hosted by Australia and New Zealand, from Valentine's Day through the end of March, which is rather surprisingly good timing though rather poor location-wise. Nonetheless, Mr. E. Jarvis receives (via post) a thick envelope of heavy card stock, and within are tickets. A pair of them. For VIP seats to the first of England's matches. And (because generosity feels good, some spending cash for food and souvenirs). Included with the tickets and money is a sheet of paper with the following:

Beginning at any point three hours before the match, hold at least one of the tickets in your hand and open any door. You will be taken to the match. Once it is complete (at any point up until 24 hours after the match ends), hold the ticket stub in your hand and open any door to be returned home. If you wait longer than 24 hours, or if you lose the stub, you will have to find your own way to return to New York.

You will receive a new pair of tickets prior to every game in the tournament. You are welcome to attend as many or as few as you wish.

Please enjoy, Edwin Jarvis. And Happy Valentine's Day.


England will, indeed, go on to win the Championship at the end of March.]

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Wish Granted: Loren C.

[It's less of a tracking device and more like a game of hot and cold. Inside of a wooden box is a Phylactery necklace filled with Micah's blood. It's a pendent that has a gold circle surrounding a moving vial of blood. When Loren holds it up like a compass, the red spins and then glows in the direction Micah is in. If Micah isn't in the door? It'll pulse until taken into the hotel, where it'll point towards the door he's in. Since it's made with hotel magic, it works everywhere and is very, very reliable. Even if Micah may or may not look like himself. A note in the box details this information for Loren.

The gold has an inscription on it: Blessed are the peacekeepers, the champions of the just.

Loren's wish has been granted.]

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Eddie N.

I would be interested to know what you have done to deserve Stephanie B.'s wish, but I've little time at the moment.

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Wish Granted: Mingmei S (affecting others)

[Love is in the air. It's an urge, able to be denied if one tries hard enough, affecting the hotel occupants at varying degrees to find someone special. It could be the person they desire the most, or simply someone of their sexual preference to spend the day with. But as love is not limited to romantic love, neither is this wish, and others may find themselves seeking out those special someone's that they love: a parent, a child, a brother, a sister, a best friend, a mentor, a student.

But like Cinderella's slipper, the urge only lasts until midnight. Connection beyond that rests solely on the wills of those involved.]

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Wish Granted for Neil D. (Micah C.)

[A new element joins the whirlwind around Micah Callaghan. We took quite deliberate charge of this wish, and executed it in absolutely exacting detail; of course, the effect is diminished by how many other wishes are at work here, and even this much will can only have so much longevity in a place like the hotel, which wears on intention like water on stone. Also, one can only help so much when certain wishers don’t laugh at our puns.

Nightfall is a time for evil men to do evil deeds, so nightfall is when it starts. Treedom. There’s no real harm, and no real pain, but the victim of the curse can feel it happening. Limbs nearest the ground begin to warp and spread, a painless and disturbing sensation of flesh stretching with growing speed.

Next there’s a seizing of muscles, the inability to move, excruciatingly abrupt--but again without pain. Suddenly, no movement is possible.

The senses go next. Touch first, then sight, and the others one by one. Terrifying, certainly, but not harm, in the strictest sense of the word.

Lastly, conscious thought slows to a horrific crawl. The simple understanding that something is wrong could take hours.

No rest is possible for a tree growing all night; if there is no soil and no water, he is starving and thirsty; if there is fire, he can fear; and always there’s a longing for light and morning--which eventually, of course, will come. And at sunrise, it all goes away again: breathing skin and bright mind once more.

Until nightfall, when it starts again.

The wish grantor sends a little twig sharpened into a point, a paper heart speared along its length, and nothing else.]

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Wish Granted for Joey A. (Joey's Sisters, Really)

[Unfortunately, there is only so much experience and imagination can do with a general wish like this, but the cupid does his best.

Each of Joey’s sisters get a very sweet gift basket. The baskets are white. Because all valentines should have certain things, each basket has a traditional box of (cheap but serviceable) chocolates and a (small but soft) white cuddly bear holding a polyester heart. He forgets to take the tags off these, which are from a DC drugstore chain and were picked up by hand.

There is a box of pastel conversation hearts, but each heart has a strange label: MIND, BODY, and SOUL. The “mind” candies simply bring up a mental environment of a zen garden. It’s a very sweet but horribly cliche zen garden: there are stone paths, a round wood bridge over a burbling brook, meditation bells go “bing” and wind rustles through cherry blossoms. The “body” candies make a woman strong. Really strong. Wonder Woman strong. Let’s lift a car strong. (Sadly, this is what we equate to ‘healthy,’ and unfortunately they taste like cough drops.) The “soul” candies don’t do anything at all… but the placebo effect is undoubtedly very beneficial.

The basket also contains a booklet to all nearby AA groups, and a list of personal ads taken from a local newspaper and match.com that have distilled all available singles into age categories suitable to the request. The latter is the size and weight of a phone book.

Also there is a very sweet card with a puppy on it that says “Happy Valentine’s Day! Love, Joey and his Cupid XOXOXO”]

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Phone call: Eddie N/Evie S

[Phone Call Eddie N]

RingRingRing Riddler Phone!