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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 22:24:12 GMT -5
Violet stood gazing at the building's reflection in the water for a second before following her mother to the hotel.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 4, 2006 22:26:11 GMT -5
Her mother said, "This is a confusing place, so try to to stay close."
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 4, 2006 22:26:52 GMT -5
Violet nodded as she passed below the sign that said "Hotel Denouement" backwards.
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Post by khanie13 on Feb 5, 2006 10:18:34 GMT -5
"Fix thoses tires, they will be at the last safe place by now!!!" Esme screamed as she watched from the side. "never mind, Olaf come on we will get another cab while they fix that one." She said as she stoped another cab, she pushed the people out than yelled to the cab driver, "TO THE HOTEL!"
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 5, 2006 10:55:27 GMT -5
Sunny gasped as they walked into the lobby. There were lots of people, and signs with numbers on them scattered throughout the room.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 5, 2006 16:59:43 GMT -5
Violet was in awe at the random numbers placed above each room. She wondered what the numbers meant as her mother took them to the counter.
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Post by khanie13 on Feb 7, 2006 17:46:10 GMT -5
Esme and Olaf pulled into the hotel and jumped out, "Here is your tip you filthy driver!" She snapped, it was in to tip drivers. She and Olaf approched the building, "Things have changed." Esme said mysteriously.
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Post by Sugary Snicket on Feb 7, 2006 18:50:15 GMT -5
"Indeed," Olaf replied, looking at the hotel suspiciously.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 7, 2006 19:05:41 GMT -5
Sunny looked around as her mother found a manager.
(Who wants to be a manager?)
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 7, 2006 23:57:06 GMT -5
OOC- We could take turns depending on what is happening in the story.
A man approached the Baudelaires. He was very tall and skinny, and his arms and legs stuck out at odd angles, as if he were made of drinking straws instead of flesh and bone. A name tag with fancy writing informed Violet he was the manager.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 8, 2006 15:30:54 GMT -5
(Okay. Cool.)
Sunny blinked. This was a strange-looking man.
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Post by khanie13 on Feb 8, 2006 16:47:08 GMT -5
(I will be the manager for this post, and is the manager a girl or a guy? Maybe we could make it so that no one know what gender it is?)
"Welcome! What do you want?!?" said the manager rudely, who for the baudalairs looked neither like a girl or guy. The manager was not a very friendly person, he hated his job (but liked the pay) and HATED people. "If you want a room, too bad I dont feel like giving you one!" He said again rudely, hoping that these people would leave.
look at my next post
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 8, 2006 16:48:17 GMT -5
(Khanie, they're at the Hotel Denouement. I think you are leaning towards Ernest with that post.)
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Post by khanie13 on Feb 8, 2006 16:54:07 GMT -5
(Oops sorry. Here i will try to redo the post.)
"Hello, how may i assist you?" He questioned.
(Is that better?)
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 8, 2006 16:55:09 GMT -5
(Ernest is okay, you know.)
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