"I'M HERE!!" Emiva shouted, running into the main entrance of the hotel. Just in time too. 6:00. She looked around. She saw unfamiliar faces everywhere.
"...hi?" she said nervously, clutching her light luggage tightly.



EMIVA'S BIOGRAPHY

Emiva eyed the stranger, and dragged her luggage over to the front desk. ...weirdo's.. she thought. She checked in, and headed over to her room.

lol yes I have to leave to, even though I was hardly on at all... well.....X3 bye



EMIVA'S BIOGRAPHY

Zerg helped Tuna pull Squeegie up to his feet. "You're Welcome, and ah... nice to meet you." She responded, having a somewhat cheerful tone to her voice. She was usually a little shy in introducing herself, though at the moment she was doing fairly well. "You guys can call me Zerg... my full name's just too long to pronounce anyway." She said in self introduction. She figured it would be cruel and unusual punishment to have anyone try to say it anyway.

(ooc: sorry it took so long to post so little! I was called away from the computer...)

(ooc: adding a little more, since NOW I see the new posts. XD)

She looked toward the hotel door as Emiva walked in, practacally announcing her presance before seeming to become shy. Zerg waved to her, and looked back at Squeegie. "I'm actually not too sure why I'm here... I guess it's just on a whim." she responded, somewhat shyly after a few seconds of thought. She was somewhat random... and being so, she was here, randomly.

HI I'M BARGING IN with JUST KEY this time. Unless I get seriously bored and somehow kapootsmash Her's little fluffbutt ass in but. I thought. ...Whattheheck let's give Key some time alone shall we. :B

Why wasn't she answering her phone? He'd tried seven times now and she hadn't picked up any of his attempts to get a little entertainment. No, not from Her, but Tuna. The dial on his phone was cut short before it even had the time to get through to her and he figured she'd hung up, but eventually came to the logical and hopefully-correct solution that reception was simply bad wherever she was. And since Her was off working at the library he had nothing to do but sit around the house. Again.

He could go visit Her but books weren't exactly his thing and its a quiet place--as in, not a place for him to be, since he'd get too rowdy and they'd burst into song and screw off as he enjoyed doing.

The tan, young adult went up every other stair to his room for a nap. He would just have to wait for something worth looking at twice to come by.

(HAHA HA HI I'm in the computer lab but this teacher scares me so I'll say something worthwhile later BYE.)
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Bios

((Well, I won't get too involved with anyone, seeing as there will probably be epic lag with me lul. I'm using Liëka, Fiu, Artemis and Troll.))

Liëka leant back on the couch, watching the hotel room telly. Only four channels. Ridiculous. Sighing, she took a long drag on her cigarette and watched half an hour of Top Of The Pops 2 before the racket from next door finally got to her.
Striding over, she yanked open the en-suite bedroom door to watch FIU come tumbling out if it, hysterical with laughter. Liëka began to smile as her daughter flopped, whooping, behind the couch, hiding unsuccessfully from Artemis, who tackled her unmercifully and wiped her freshly-wet hands on FIU’s face.

A smile crept across Liëka's face, but she tried to suppress it.
"Guys, don't abuse the bathroom, 'kay? I know it's cool and everything, I know you have those tiddy little cute sinks by your bed, but-"
The pair were helpless with laughter, shaking on the floor in a heap.
"Artemis started, I swear! Heehehha! She was all flicking water haaaaa-haha and it went-ha! It went in my eye and pfffffteeheheee..." FIU tried to protest, but the tears of laughter were making her blue makeup run.
Liëka couldn't help smiling. "Heh, okay, never mind what happened. Just be thankful Artemis is sane right now!"
"Oi, don't talk like I'm not even here!" exclaimed Artemis. But she was smiling.

"Good gods, have you seen the time?!" Liëka exclaimed. "Come on you guys, you've had enough of a lie in. Someone go wake Troll and we'll go downstairs and get breakfast."
"Troll's in the garden, he said he's going to fish his own breakfast from the lake." Artemis announced.
Liëka rolled her eyes.
"Well, we'll just hope none of the staff catch him in there. Let’s go!"

The three made their way downstairs, chatting happily.

((lul I think I just wrote a story instead. I haven’t seen anyone else yet. XD I have a habit of writing character introduction like that. ^^; Tell me if you can't read any of the colours!))

OOC: XD Oh lol. ...you made me use "lol". XD; YOU WIN.

IC:
Richter would've fallen over again if it hadn't been for Kinsha's reflexes. He removed the hand that was steadying her from her shoulder, her shooting a grin at him over said shoulder. "Thanks, bro."

"No problem," he responded quietly.

Remembering Vipin's questions, she answered each in turn, in a voice almost too fast to understand. "Yea it's me, we're both up here on vacation, this is Kinsha, no Net-net didn't faint, he just looked kinda shocked for awhile but I think he keeps mumbling names to himself...." she trailed off, looking at something that was probably shiny from the snow-cover. The blond next to her prodded her gently with his elbow to get her attention back to the group. Didn't need her chasing some random bird or squirrel or something...

"Oh!" She suddenly exclaimed, almost causing the "ninja" to jump again. "That's right, you never met Kinsha! Radeon, who's really my -our- uncle, met him a few weeks ago, and found out they were related cuz of his sister who got lost and was found by a nice family, and later she had us, but then I got lost, Scapey and Net-net found me, and..." She paused to take another breath, all that having been said on just one. "Kinsha's my twin brother." She grinned. "But I'm older," the redhead giggled, causing her twin to roll his eyes that were the same blue as hers.

"Wonder who'd win a dysfunctional-ity contest..." the wannabe-ninja muttered to himself as he brushed past everyone with a nod, stepping out of the cold. The black cord used to tie back his ponytail trailed behind him like one of those cliche ninja scarves.

Richter blinked after him, grinning again. "He's kinda shy." She picked up her own bag to follow after him.

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography

(-FWOOSHES IN- lol Lieka it's 6 at night. XD)

The place had erupted into chaos. Tuna felt irritation biting at her mind - she didn't like being around people, one or two was enough. Smiling vaguely at Squeegie and Zerg, she slipped back up the stairs quickly. "I'll be in the room till dinner, if anyone needs me. 294." She nearly bolted down the hall. Crowds weren't her thing. Grabbing her luggage from her foster-grandfather on the way bye, she darted into her room and shut the door quickly.

There. Calm. Plopping down on the bed, she flicked her phone open. Key'd been trying to get through to her for hours. She smirked with the imagination of his face when she left the phone ringing each time. Maybe she'd call him later, when she didn't have so much on her mind.

Aeros opened his door slowly. The room was beautiful, elegant, well-designed. Carefully he set his suitcases down and sat at the desk in the corner. Maybe they'd go for an Italian dinner.
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Bios

(WELL FAYNE
I THINK YOU'LL FIND
...
I'M ALLOWING FOR LAG TIME
...just call it a character introduction lul)

And now for the RP:

Everybody got in the car and went home. >C

I can't do RPs at the mo, but I love them to bits. >.< Sorry! D:

She had a few minutes before she was sure they'd all pile in the cars for a mass dinner. Flicking through her contacts, she chose Key and listened to the dial tone. No reason for him to have called her so much, but maybe he would actually have something nice to say today, instead of their usual arguments. She listen to the ringback. She couldn't identify the music, but it soothed her, drew her back from this hectic new place.

Aeros opened his door. Time for dinner. Carefully he emerged from his room, dressed smartly for the occassion, as usual. Loofa's door caught his eye. Wondering if the man would take up his offer, the gentleman knocked on the door. People were arriving all around him, the hotel suddenly springing to life. He waved to Kinsha, Richter and the rest of the group with a smile. "Evening." He didn't have much doubt that they'd come to - what a party this was becoming!
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Bios

"Thank you." He smiled at Bale, then stole a quick glance at Tuna's door. She wasn't one for socializing, but the sight of her shutting herself in within five minutes disappointed him. She was probably checking back in at home - too wrapped up with what was going on where she wasn't. He made a mental note to tell Her to shut her phones off before leaning over the railing. Familiar faces greeted him below - it felt good for another reunion to appear before him.

(Short post is also short ffff.)
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Bios

Just what he wasn't pleased about: more people were in here. Guess he shouldn't have expected any different. At least it was warm in the lobby. Finding an unoccupied corner, Kinsha observed everyone else in the room, watching as his sister went to the desk to sign them in.

Richter waved at everyone as she passed them, whether she knew them or not.

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The Dragonfly Deer's Biography

(ooc: I is alive! =o)

Zerg watched as tuna left, Squeegie running to the window. She shrugged to herself, then waved slightly back to Tuna. She then remembered her abandoned drink in the lobby, and once more dove at the seat she had reserved for herself, and landed squarely back into the position she had previously been in. She reached over and grabeb back her coffee, then took a gulp of her drink. She wasn't really part of anyone's group or anything, or really know anyone. She remained in the chair, listening to the crackle of the fire. She overheared something about dinner, though she'd not intrude upon it unless requested. "Hmm... I wonder what the room service menu looks like today..." she thought aloud to herself, twirling one finger around a lock of her silver hair. After a moment a stroke of stir-craziness threw ADHD set in. Zerg got up from the chair again, and ran off somewhere else in the first floor, leaving an empty coffee cup behind her. She had no set destination... she just felt like looking around for anything interesting.

Key went back into the bathroom to prepare a toothbrush, listening to Tuna's voice audibly get louder and quieter. He stopped squeezing paste onto its bristles when he heard her last comment. "You want me to meet up with you?" He gave a single laugh, as if to follow along and make it seem as though she were joking, but stopped when he realized she might not be. "I don't even know where you are; you sound too far, I don't feel like walking to wherever you are." He unpaused his toothbrush task and brushed his teeth as he waited for a response. It was hard trying to act cool when he finally had someone to talk to, something to do.

The white-haired man spat into the sink at the thought of having to pay. For a plane. He used the back of his hand as a napkin and wiped away excess mint-flavored paste. "Me? Pay for a ticket? I know I could get the money but frankly, kitten, I need it for more important things." But he was afraid he'd lose her after he said this and didn't want to lose his only source of entertainment. He put everything into the cupboard and went back into the room he shared with Her, sitting on the chair near the window. He shadows of the half-open shades flittered across his body as he sat, lining his face with highlights and shadows. It made his room look more empty than it really was and when Tuna announced how soon he could be there it nearly echoed in the room's hollowness. Key let his head's weight rest on the window and the shadows pressed darker on him. "I don't know. Persuade me," he mumbled. His eyes shut and he listened to himself breath, fiddling with one of his many necklaces cascading around his neck weightily.

((SHIT I'M TOO LATE.

-watches instead-))

"What girlfriend?" This comment beckoned him to rise and he arched his back in sudden anguish, hissing a bit at how bitter she was. Maybe calling her really wasn't that good of an idea; she was only making his feel less important than before. Tuna mumbled something else, probably to someone else in the room, and he proceeded to ask, "Tuna?" She didn't respond and it went quiet.

Key took the phone from his ear so he could stare at its out-of-date screen. The call had been ended. "DAMMIT, Tuna, you're such--" he grumbled "--a BITCH." At this he tossed his phone cruelly onto the floor and the antenna broke off, a crack forming in the screen. He took pleasure in the crunch it sounded and had to urge himself not to step on it as he picked up his jacket off a nearby hook, slipping it on. She wasn't going to answer if he tried calling back, so he'd have to give her a few stare-downs in person. Before leaving the house, however, he decided that, on second though, the phone still worked, so he took it back in his pocket and raced downstairs to write Her a note saying he'd left for a while and not to worry about him. And that he had his cell.

He chased himself out the door with no idea as to where he was going. To the airport, but then what?

((lolokay guys I cant keep up with all this...x3 I had planned Emiva to just be a simple hotel maid/janitor person, see something, and go insane, but yeah. Lets just say they find her dead body on the floor and thats it, k? <3))

(((ANYWAYS GOT TO GO FINISH MY ART LIST.....DX --way to stressed at the moment--)))




EMIVA'S BIOGRAPHY

Zerg returned to her room, and shut the door behind herself. The room was fairly messy, indicating that she had been here at least a few days. A few different outfits lined the ground, the bed was unmade, and a red-and-white mask was left on top of a dresser. She walked to the dresser, picking up the room's telephone and dialing "0" for the hotel's automated operator. "Room Service... I need food!" she proclaimed immediatly. "Bring me one of everything yua got! Room 047" she added, then hanging up and diving onto her bed. She began to dig around the covers, in search of her wallet. "Urgh... where's that thing always dissappearing off to." she grumbled, pushing a strand of silver hair away from her face.

Bale's mouth formed the shape of an '8O' as he was pulled by Tuna down the stairs. Loofa followed after Aeros, hands tucked in his pockets. Squeegie followed quickly after.

(I'm really sorry, it's just my RPing has died for now.)

(I'll do my best. (: )

Loofa, cramped in the filled car, smashed his face up against the cold glass of the window. He briefly moved his head to mention he himself was Italian, but spent most of his life in New York.
Bale was the next to cram in after Tuna. He took a seat beside her, doing his best to make room for the both of them. "Italian? I've never ate much Italian before...is it good?" He then shut the door, accidentally locking Squeegie out.
"Heeeyyy, what about me?" Squeegie whined, knocking on the window.

FEYN WHY NOT ARE YOU iSCRIBBLE IN.

HOORAY FOR YODA TALK anyhow I have to leave for the last play production so I WILL BE BACK I really sincerely hope we can stay up all night together rofl ANYWAYS THIS IS THE LAST PLAY FDKSLFJLDS -happyhaywire- I HATE THIS PLAY AND NOW ITS FINALLY O--yeah okay reallygotta go bye hi.