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CUDDLE CITY ● MOD TEAM ([personal profile] cuddlemods) wrote in [community profile] cuddlecity2017-11-01 01:00 pm

EVENT: HOTEL MOTEL HOLIDAY INN

EVENT: HOTEL MOTEL HOLIDAY INN.


It's another beautiful day here in Cadelle... The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and with the dissipation of those pesky ghosts, the city finally feels at peace. Well, with the exception of the sound of construction equipment in the center of the city, just beyond the newly painted walls of Gamma Building. What could possibly be causing all that ruckus? Will it ever stop?

The answer comes as the clock strikes half past ten: yes, for a brief interlude, the sounds of jackhammers and shovels and those particularly annoying 'I'm backing up a two-ton piece of equipment' beeps will finally hush, and for a very good reason. Should you venture outside to learn more, or should you simply follow the tantalizing smell of food — why is it that free food smells so good? — you might find out why.

On a podium just outside the construction zone, Mayor Drake and key members of the Housing Committee are speaking, both to members of the press and any citizens or volunteers who may have come to witness this auspicious, if not a little sudden, occasion. You see, to meet the growing needs of the city's new volunteer program, it's now high time for breaking ground on the new Delta Building, set to be located within the Residential District. It's a lovely speech, and Mayor Drake delivers it as flawlessly as one would expect from a seasoned politician, though it's regrettably cut short by the sound of a crash in the distance.

No need to worry, it's likely just a dropped piece of equipment. Nothing major. Continue enjoying the refreshments; the administration will surely return momentarily.

Of course, it's never quite that simple, is it? By the time Mayor Drake and her entourage return to the stage, the pained look that's spread across each face is nearly impossible to miss. Though their explanations are short, the message is clear: there's been a mistake, and it's a big one. A pipe has been ruptured, you see, the result of a regrettable accident by a distracted construction worker — but can you really blame him? Look at how beautiful Mayor Drake looks in that autumn light! — and the build has been, if you'll pardon the pun, ground to a halt.

Needless to say, the impromptu press conference (and its supply of free food) is quickly cancelled and cleaned up, and residents are urged back to their daily lives with clipped, polite haste. It might feel a bit reminiscent of the last natural disaster, but surely a little construction slip-up can't cause too much damage. Right?

You sweet, sweet summer child. Have you learned nothing over the last few months? Of course it can. The burst pipe, while less of a natural disaster and more the result of human error, proceeds over the next few hours to spurt out gallon after gallon of water into the area, eventually leaving the residential buildings' common area first floor and most of the surrounding garden spaces completely flooded by the time the water's finally turned off. While the buildings are technically inhabitable, getting up to your room might require a bit of a swim... so it seems, yet again, it may be time to look for another place to stay?

Luckily, you've got options.

▸ Feel free to take advantage of that recently re-introduced relocation bonus to find a new place to call home sweet home. Whether you opt for a townhouse in the center of the city, a trendy loft near the club scene, or something a bit more reclusive away from it all, there's something for everyone just waiting to be discovered.

▸ If you're more of the social type, or not quite in the mood to dive into the real estate scene, why not let the city take care of you (again) while things get cleaned up? This time, thankfully, no one's being sent to summer camp — the city's local hotels have spared as many rooms as possible to ensure there's plenty of accommodation for anyone who might need it. (And don't worry, rooms are paid for by the city, and there's a per diem included to help off-set the costs of having to order out or in all your meals (what suffering), and plenty of places to kick back and relax.)

▸ Beach bums may enjoy the laid-back atmosphere and no-frills approach of the Sunset Inn, located just steps from cool white sands and lapping tide. While many of the rooms lack basic amenities — there's no wifi, for starters, and the air-conditioning is so-so at best — the windows open out towards the ocean, providing an unbeatable view and a bit of ocean breeze as a bonus. And, true, there's no heated pool or stylish lounge to relax in, but there are plenty of beach chairs to curl into and a nightly bonfire to snuggle up around, so how bad could it be?

▸ Those looking for more convenience and less atmosphere may prefer the business-friendly Central Suites. The name may be uninteresting, but the hotel is... well, if we're fair, it's also a bit uninteresting. However, and perhaps more importantly to some, it's clean and quiet and the rooms offer plenty of space for discerning professionals on a budget. Efficiency kitchens, small office spaces, and reasonably comfortable beds are available in each room, and there's a convenience store in the lobby with almost anything one could need last-minute. It's run on the honor system — and prominently displayed (though likely defunct) surveillance cameras.

▸ Of course, in a city like Cadelle, there's always a third, more exciting option, and leisure accommodations are no exception. For displaced volunteers in need of more getaway and less everyday, feel free to claim a room at the Hotel Ballroom. That's right, the scene of the recent Samhain Ball has been kind enough to release a few floors of its most popular guest accommodations in the wake of this unfortunate accident. The plush rooms are notoriously pricey, and the amenities list is equally reverent — from hot tubs to heated pools, concierge service to complimentary breakfast, and a variety of room service and pay-per-view options (yes, even those ones), there's plenty to keep guests entertained.

Regardless of which accommodation you choose, the city hopes this short deviation from the norm won't disrupt your routine too much, and that you enjoy your time in your new home-away-from-home (away from home). Feel free to enjoy the amenities... just like everyone else.

It's normal for hot tubs to be overcrowded, isn't it? And for elevators to break down every now and again when they're suddenly put to use after resting so long? The city certainly hopes you'll be understanding of any such... shall we say, unintended consequences.



Heeeey there, cuddlers. What's that saying again? No rest for the wicked, blah blah blah? As you can tell, there's been yet another accident here in the city of love and brotherhood, and the city's doing their very best to handle it like the Experienced and Capable administration they are. In the meantime, though, we hope you'll have fun exploring some of our newest tourist destinations and all they have to offer.

Feel free to choose the accommodations of your choice — or not choose, if your character's a stubborn sort who'd rather wade through waist-high water to get to the barricaded staircase than stay in a free hotel room for two weeks — and enjoy any and all shenanigans therein. As alluded to in the prompts, each hotel has its pros and cons, though you're welcome to play with the settings to come up with any fun (or not-so-fun) experiences for your characters. Feel free to squish a million people in a hot tub, get stuck in an elevator in a ritzy hotel, or maybe just get locked in your hotel room overnight and beg for help on the network. Whatever you're feeling, the city is your oyster.

As always, your mod team is here for you with answers to any questions you might have, whether related specifically to this event or the game in general. If you have any further questions specific to this event, we encourage you to ask away on our QUESTIONS COMMENT here in this post. If you have general questions, or prefer a more private venue, our GENERAL INBOX (and SCREENED INBOX) is always available for you. In addition, if you've got an idea for a future event, feel free to drop us a line at our EVENTS SUGGESTION POST.

We hope you have a blast out there this month, cuddlers — oh, and as your mother might remind you, do try and stay dry!

quinientos: (promising)

vasquez | open

[personal profile] quinientos 2017-11-03 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
sleeping cowboys

[For some, the lack of wifi and air conditioning might be a harm. For Vasquez, it's bliss. When Buffy had suggested coming out here, he hadn't needed much convincing. While he isn't exactly dressed for the beach in his linen pants and his long, loose henley shirt, he still feels more than comfortable enough and, more importantly, safe enough to drop into one of the chairs.

It's not long before he's asleep, his hat tipped low over his face. While it's not bad for someone to fall asleep in public like this, his snoring is loud enough to catch attention, given that it's not subtle and when the ocean waves crash, then the sound of snoring comes in after it, a not very appealing thing.

Lucky for anyone who approaches, he's very easy to wake, but it might earn a glare or two. Wakers, beware.]


burn, baby

[There's something about a fire that Vasquez loves. Maybe it's the ease with which he can lean down and light his cigarette straight from the flames, maybe it's the warmth, or maybe it's just the cracking sound and knowing that it can consume. He's set a few in his time, usually as a distraction, but he has no idea why people keep pushing food and sweets into the fire, a distraction, to say the least.

Sitting back against the sand, he lets the flames flicker over his face, his cigarette lighting him in the darkness, adding his own little smokestack, as he sits and works it over, watching the people drinking with envy. Why didn't he think to bring more? Sure, he's slightly tipsy, but he wants a bottle right beside him.

Fire, cigarette, a bottle, and maybe a woman? Well, now, that's just the perfect situation. Shame he's so comfortable, he doesn't aim to move.]


wildcard

[You name it, you got it! Hit me up at [plurk.com profile] lovelyambition if you want something specific!]
recoined: (003)

▸ red solo cup, i fill you up, let's have a party.

[personal profile] recoined 2017-11-03 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
( by the time kimberly finds her way back into the party en masse, she's long since ditched her daisy dukes to the party gods, which leaves her a bit unsure of what to do first. while slipping under silken sheets does sound particularly heavenly, she'd much rather do it in private than during a rager like this one.

a mental note, though, to see if she can manage to register a room — after all, it's not like the city seems to keep stellar records.

with trini otherwise occupied with chatting up some hot young thing outside and the bar scene looking a little rowdy for her tastes, she opts instead to find a quieter, more relaxed locale. the couch is a good start, with endless cable channels to choose from and a plethora of snacks on the coffee table, and a familiar face at one end of it makes it even better.

she's apparently gotten into a bit of a habit of running into steve rogers these days. )


Hey, stranger, ( drawled out with a grin as she sinks into the plush cushions, bare legs curling up at her side as she balances a cup. it's surprisingly just coke, nothing mixed. ) I didn't think I'd see you at a party like this.
assailed: (Default)

killian jones | closed

[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
closed to claire fraser

[ He's trying to make this better. He's trying to change. Even if he isn't completely willing to get rid of the darkness. He does recognize that the voices that have been plaguing him since becoming the Dark One can't stay. They cannot remain a part of him. Not when they're impacting how he deals with people and sometimes Claire. He can't remain in her presence and remain such a bloody danger to her. That's not really fair to her. Not when she's doing everything in her ability to look after him and stay by his side.

He visits the clinic after the ball. He decides he needs the help. He needs to find some way to combat this and they find something. Medication. Some sort of remedy that they will need to adjust to get it right completely, but for now he needs to take this continuously. Eventually they'll find a way to make it permanent after time and effort is put into tinkering. That's what the man in the very clean room told him at least.

When it comes to staying in a nice hotel he doesn't hesitate to invite Claire to bunk with him. Share a room. Make it a bit easier on the both of them. He appreciates having her close to him. Her willingness to give him something to hold onto after everything.

Killian took them up in the elevator without any magical assistance. He's trying hard to keep that limited. He's got her bag on his shoulder and his own in his hand. The straps anyways. Once they're in the room he drops them and looks at her. ]


I'd say this might be one of the fanciest places I've ever had the pleasure of sleeping in.
nineteenfortyfive: (OUTSIDE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Of course something like this happens. Claire knows where this is going before Killian even offers--and she accepts, because the alternative is being alone, and that's the worst thing that she can imagine these days. She doesn't have much, so when her bag touches the floor it's quiet, and she moves past Killian to examine their temporary digs.

Two beds. Noted. Fancy beds, and she runs her hand over the duvet of one before heading towards the window to check out the view.

It's not Paris, not nearly that lavish, but nice.]


Certainly the most expensive. Did they say they were covering all of this hotel for us, too?
Edited 2017-11-03 02:38 (UTC)
leaguer: (one hundred two.)

thirst intensifies

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-11-03 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
( this party? a damn fantastic idea, sara thinks, as she wanders aimlessly through a crowd of pantsless partygoers, lets her gaze sweep lower to admire a cute butt or two. maybe it's the fact that she's consumed so much of her personal bottle of whiskey that she's actually feeling sort of tipsy for once, but she's really starting to think that this city only recruits beautiful people. if that's the case, then well done, mayor drake, in all your resting bitchfaced glory. proceed.

this line of thinking is — god, taken to an entirely extra level as the path of sara's gaze travels further across the room to the hot tub, to the dark-haired girl amidst its bubbling waters that makes drinking wine look like an art form. thank god sara's legs are all caught up with her vaguely fuzzy brain, takes her right up to the hot tub with an all-too-pleased smirk curved onto her lips, stops dead at the lip of the tub and thoroughly enjoys that little invitation. )


Oh yeah? ( her gaze flickers to the bra straps that disappear amongst the bubbles, then back up towards her face. ) Guess I don't have to take your word for it.

( two-thirds empty bottle of whiskey set down at the lip of the hot tub (yeah, she's been carrying it around with her all night), one hand slips underneath her overlarge shirt and the other tugs it upwards and over her head, reveals a hand and forearm that presses against the swell of her apparently bare breasts to give the vaguest appearance of modesty, because apparently bras are for squares when you're planning a party. she isn't self-conscious in the least, simply climbs into the hot tub in her lacy black underwear, lets out a long sigh as she sinks into the waters. )

You weren't kidding.
assailed: (pic#11091449)

[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ We all can't go to Paris, Claire? Sometimes we live in the bowels of a ship or a servant and then spend our days on the deck of a ship. He's been in a castle or two, but never as an invited guest that could bunk. It's always been very temporary. But this is nice. The beds look far nicer than anything he's encountered beyond the bed that once belonged to Emma Swan. But he doesn't want to think about that too much. With the voices quiet he finds himself wishing her dead less and less. It's odd.

He nods his head and smiles at her back. ]


Aye. It's all ours. We can enjoy it however we'd like.

[ It's different than being in his apartment or hers. The rooms were small and compact there. Now they have all of this. It's strange to imagine. It makes him consider moving. ]

What would you like to do?
nineteenfortyfive: (SELFLESS)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[She lets the heavy curtain fall back over the window as she turns to Killian. No sunlight will be getting through that to wake them in the morning. With a small shrug, she meanders back over to him.]

I suppose we should unpack. [There's almost a ridiculous amount of closet space for how little the both of them brought.] We could call for food, if you're hungry. Or a drink. I'm sure they have something awfully fancy here.
leaguer: (two hundred thirty seven.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-11-03 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well, I'm what happens when your dad won't let you leave the house because he's afraid you'll start rebelling by dating a bunch of criminals and you do it anyways.

( there's a small shake of her head, a tip of her wine glass in the air, and a definitely warranted drink. the woes of having questionable bangs and a girl-next-door vibe all the bad guys at school couldn't seem to get enough of.

but that's worlds away now, especially considering the fact that she's basically having a girl's night with an alien superhero and wearing the shirt of probably the nicest superhero she'll ever meet and watching bad reality shows, according to the category kara's chosen. it's so downright normal that it might make sara uncomfortable — perhaps if not for the glass of wine she's steadily sipping. )


Keeping Up with the — ( she points at the screen, suddenly. ) Oh! I've actually heard of them. The Kardashians.
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[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's not sure if she's nervous, but he gets the feeling she might be. She's trying to suggest things for them to do. He wonders what she's thinking, but short of asking he wouldn't know. ]

We can do all of those things.

[ Part of him wonders if she wants a moment to be alone here. To gather herself and whatever this is. ]

I could get cleaned up first.
leaguer: (two hundred twenty eight.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-11-03 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
You got that right.

( and sara lance looks far too pleased about it — it being having a beautiful lady sidled up so closely with her in this big that's felt far too big for the past few nights and watching this hilariously terribad excuse of a porno all over again. )

I feel like I'm from a little bit of everywhere by now, but I grew up in Star City — it's in the northwest, right along the Pacific coast. ( there's a beat, and she adds: ) I'm willing to bet you're from somewhere a lot more exciting.
nineteenfortyfive: (TIES)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Maybe more apprehensive. Like she needs to take a deep breath before taking a plunge. That's what this is, in a way--there's no leaving to escape to her own space. If she decides to have a crying fit, he'll see it. He's been spared of them so far. She's trying to make this good for the both of them.

It hasn't been easy.

The two of them, sharing a room for however long, is a recipe for... something. She's not an idiot. There's so much that could happen between them.

Still, she's stepping closer, standing before him and putting a hand on his arm.]


Is that what you want to do?
leaguer: (one hundred seventy four.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-11-03 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
( hey, look, it's sara lance's favorite queen sibling (lazarus pit buddies? lazarus pit buddies) and she's hopping around like she's invented a hot new dance move. )

Unacceptable.

( while this may not be sara's most dangerous rescue mission, it's definitely the funniest. fear not, thea queen. your rescuer has no hesitance when she curls her fingers into the back of stubborn jeans, pulls. ) Just — help me get them over your ass and you'll be fine. ( which is surely reassuring when it's tinged with giddy laughter at the ridiculousness of the situation. )
sapphicvamp: (012)

she says to the vampire

[personal profile] sapphicvamp 2017-11-03 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Carmilla's a little sour she didn't come up with the party herself, to be perfectly frank. But her version would be ladies only and where's the fun in that for those who are more on the straight and narrow side of everything?

As the blonde she'd been eyeing for some time now finally looked her way (she wasn't patient, just lazy) and is now standing near the tub. 'Yeah'- but the word has barely left her lips before the other woman is lifting her shirt over her head.

There's no denying the way her gaze lingers or how her tongue flicks over her lips and she smiles over at her. ]


What reason would I have to lie?

[ She's all but purring, her gaze flicking back to her wine glass to check how much is left... then back to her newly acquired company. ]

I need to find and thank whoever came up with this brilliant idea.
leaguer: (one hundred thirteen.)

😂😂😂

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-11-03 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
( yeah, sara's definitely all but basking in the glow of that unsubtle, watchful gaze, mostly because she's glad the feeling is apparently mutual. truly, even if she wasn't currently feeling the heady effects of the whiskey, she'd still affirm that there's not much better in the world than two attractive people reveling in one another's attractiveness.

with her usual casual, nonchalant air, her elbows prop up against the back of the hot tub behind her, a hand seeking her trusty bottle until she can locate it and, naturally, take an all-too-satisfied pull from it, lips curled into a seemingly eternal smile behind the neck of the bottle, especially once her new friend sends her compliments to the host. )


Now seems like a good opportunity. ( still casual. still nonchalant. definitely pointing to herself with the bottle. )
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[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ He opens his mouth fully prepared to make the joke about what he really wants to do with her, but he doesn't. Instead he closes it and smiles at her. Whatever voices would have pushed him to say it before are quiet. His self restraint once again back to an acceptable range. ]

Perhaps. But first I want--Do you recall when we discussed me finding a way to leave the voices behind?
nineteenfortyfive: (ADHERE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[At least she was bracing herself for some inappropriate joke. They're a little worse, with the voices. When it doesn't come, her eyebrows lift up.]

I do.

[He refused to give up the power. The voices--those, he was willing to part with.]

What about it?
sapphicvamp: (010)

[personal profile] sapphicvamp 2017-11-03 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
No shit?

[ She huffs out a short laugh and shakes her head before taking another sip from her wine glass, careful not to draw too much attention to the liquid inside. It passes off as red wine from far away, but anyone up close as she sips it will notice the legs of the liquid are a little too slow for even a particularly viscous red.

No need to freak out anyone unnecessarily. ]


In that case, thank you for the open invitation to one hell of a party. [ She shifts a little in place, just to angle herself better towards the hostess and offer up a toothy grin. ] Carmilla.
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[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
I went and had things looked into.

[ With an awkward sigh he smiles at her. He squeezes her hand after a moment. ]

They're looking into a way to quiet them entirely, but for now they have me on medicines. Pills to quiet them entirely until they can cure me.
nineteenfortyfive: (REMEMBER)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[That's a surprise. Claire doesn't keep tabs on where he is every hour of the day, but that he went and actually talked to the proper authorities on this catches her off guard. She looks it, and then she smiles widely.]

Really? Just like that? Have you started, is it helping?
assailed: (pic#11513402)

[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Aye. Just like that. They didn't even need to add it to the wish. They considered it a thing that needed healing by the proper authorities and so they started me on it immediately.

[ He lifts a hand to brush her cheek. Fingertips just grazing it. Nothing too much. ]

It is helping. I haven't heard a voice since I started. It's just me up here now.
leaguer: (one hundred seventy three.)

[personal profile] leaguer 2017-11-03 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Sara. ( said as she herself shifts a little, inches closer to carmilla and ducks her head towards her because if there's one thing this party is, it's loud. and obviously that's the only reason — not because she's practically drooling over this girl right now.

thank god she knows how to conduct herself, even when inebriated by some substance or another. )


Between you and me, I'm glad you came.
nineteenfortyfive: (PROUD)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Killian. Killian, that's wonderful. [The whole Dark One business bothers her, yes, but it was always the voices that concerned her the most. The city gets points for agreeing with her.

And so does he, for listening. It's why she steps in to press a quick kiss to his mouth before wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.]


That's a bloody relief.
assailed: (pic#11513403)

[personal profile] assailed 2017-11-03 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ He didn't do it for the reward or anything. But the kiss she gives him is nice. It may be brief, but it catches him off guard and he smiles stupidly as she flings her arms around him entirely. He does the same.

Killian holds her to him and presses a kiss to the crook of her neck. ]


Aye. I do like being the only one up here these days. It's quite nice.
sofar: (pic#11300097)

[personal profile] sofar 2017-11-03 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ He showed up here because it seemed better than laying around at the Sunset Inn feeling sorry for himself about Gwen. It was like a shot to the gut really. But he's a big boy. Which is why he ventures out to this gathering and gets a little liquored up before. Actually he's been drunk since Gwen came up missing. He prefers this than thinking too much.

Faraday texted Kara ahead of time to check if she was coming too. With the flooding he wanted to hand off what he gathered up for her before it somehow got ruined by something else. Like a fire. Or worse. You never know with this place. He shows up with the bundle of markets tied together with a ribbon. It's a big bundle. Probably between twenty-five and thirty.

He spots her on the couch and wanders over to drop it into her lap as he drops into an open seat himself. ]
nineteenfortyfive: (YOURS)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2017-11-03 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Keeping her arms around him, she pulls back enough to look into his eyes. Good to know there's only Killian Jones in there and not a whole gaggle of voices whispering awful things to him.]

It is. You weren't happy, hearing voices.

[And as much as he assured her she had nothing to worry about when it came to her own safety... maybe she did, a bit.]

I'm proud of you for following through.

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