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Nov. 19th, 2012 12:36 pm[Lore is looking bored at the bar, which is strange that the bar is active after being empty yesterday, but what isn't strange anymore, huh? He's nursing some drink.] My father once pointed out to me that humanity was a strange culture that liked to hang onto the old. [And his expression changes, his voice alters completely, and the way he looks in the other direction is inhumanly abrupt.] ---Comrades! Consumers! Are you to be caught shamelessly underdressed for tonight's masquerade? While your colleagues and competitors are bedecked in the finest masked ball couture from great designers such as Amelia Zhevakho and former Delta Reji Kormikova, are you--- [And he's back to normal.] They found immortality in memory, in the preservation of objects where other humans used to live and work in. Even when these structures became unsafe and obsolete, they wanted to keep them around where other races would demand to replace them with new ones.
That's what this hotel is. [He squints slightly.] It's obsolete, old, ---actually expecting to be noticed, acknowledged, or offered any kind of affirmation of your personhood when you show up in an outfit that you bought last month?--- [he does the same thing he did before, and proceeds as if nothing at all unusual just happened] and filled with the human need for immortality. "Haunted" is just another word for wearing an unwanted attachment. [Something he knows all too well.] I'm not sure what to think of the concept of the "undead" or "ghosts", but I do know that now we're here we're trying to have someone else's past forced upon us.
Or our own past. I'm not even sure. [He stirs his drink and squints, looking puzzled.] We have mysterious voices. Rooms ---Of course you're not! That's why the Factory is hosting a unique! One day only! Supersale! For the next twenty four hours all stock will be offered at a dazzling seventeen percent discount, just to spare your family the inevitable shame of being seen with you dressed like that!--- locking and unlocking of their own accord. Other rooms that are suspiciously absent from mention in the floor directories [a little bit of a smile with that squint. That sort of thing must be trouble.]
This, by the way, whatever it is? Tastes awful. And not in a way I enjoy. ---Please come to your nearest designated Factory outlet at your earliest convenience, where our dedicated workers will be forcefully obligated to assist you!---[He makes a face and slides the glass away from him, and has apparently not noticed one unusual thing happen to him the entire time.]
OOC: Lore, being a device as well as a person, is being influenced by the ghosts and is going to say highly relevant things in familiar voices to your character every once in a while and not realize he's doing it. Right now he's being influenced by Prefect, but if you want him to occasionally slip something in while talking to your character get in contact with me and we'll work something out. He's open for spam at various parts of the hotel, too. Also you can punch him for it, just remember it's a little like punching an anvil and he's probably just going to look at you funny and hate you later. The Factory announcement is written by Prefect-mun!
That's what this hotel is. [He squints slightly.] It's obsolete, old, ---actually expecting to be noticed, acknowledged, or offered any kind of affirmation of your personhood when you show up in an outfit that you bought last month?--- [he does the same thing he did before, and proceeds as if nothing at all unusual just happened] and filled with the human need for immortality. "Haunted" is just another word for wearing an unwanted attachment. [Something he knows all too well.] I'm not sure what to think of the concept of the "undead" or "ghosts", but I do know that now we're here we're trying to have someone else's past forced upon us.
Or our own past. I'm not even sure. [He stirs his drink and squints, looking puzzled.] We have mysterious voices. Rooms ---Of course you're not! That's why the Factory is hosting a unique! One day only! Supersale! For the next twenty four hours all stock will be offered at a dazzling seventeen percent discount, just to spare your family the inevitable shame of being seen with you dressed like that!--- locking and unlocking of their own accord. Other rooms that are suspiciously absent from mention in the floor directories [a little bit of a smile with that squint. That sort of thing must be trouble.]
This, by the way, whatever it is? Tastes awful. And not in a way I enjoy. ---Please come to your nearest designated Factory outlet at your earliest convenience, where our dedicated workers will be forcefully obligated to assist you!---[He makes a face and slides the glass away from him, and has apparently not noticed one unusual thing happen to him the entire time.]
OOC: Lore, being a device as well as a person, is being influenced by the ghosts and is going to say highly relevant things in familiar voices to your character every once in a while and not realize he's doing it. Right now he's being influenced by Prefect, but if you want him to occasionally slip something in while talking to your character get in contact with me and we'll work something out. He's open for spam at various parts of the hotel, too. Also you can punch him for it, just remember it's a little like punching an anvil and he's probably just going to look at you funny and hate you later. The Factory announcement is written by Prefect-mun!
