The Charas Hotel

[Kinslayer]

*Kinslayer enters the building*

ks: WTF?! BOOZE!!! MY...PRECIOUS!!! GIMME NOW!!!

*ks gets drunk within the hour*

[Moosetroop11]

MT11: *Walks in* Hmm. I have no idea why I just walked into this huge ominous looking building that everyone else is walking in and never coming out. Oh look. the door's gone.
Fortet: You don't seem surprised...
MT11: Ah, I went through the same thing in the Starscape hotel, and I'm here now, so I must have escaped somehow, mustn't I? Anyway, who are you?
Larry: His name's Kitchen. And I'm Larry.
MT11: Pleased to meet you Kitchen and Larry. Now I'm tired.
*Walks into bedroom*
DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!
MT11: OSMOSE? Since when do you humour this sort of thing? Your rp days are long gone.
Osmose: zzzzzzzzzzz...What's that Zelda? you think I'm devishly hansome? Oh, you wanna make out?zzzzzzzzzzzz
Everyone: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[Scarface Larry]

Larry: HOLY ALCHOL! Someone stole the booze! Kitchen, get yo @$$ over here!
Fortet: What the hell?
Larry: Someone stole the booze.
Fortet: So?
Larry: I will so disembowl you.
Fortet: Whatever
Larry: now to ignore all previous posts And spontaniously become a detective!
*plot twist*
Fortet: I hate this *becomes Dr.Watson* Oh great, now Im brititsh, oh wait, cool, I'm british!
Larry: Aye, that yue be! *Stands there in a kilt*
Fortet: God have mercy on us all.
Larry: Shut ye trap, PANSY!
Fortet: Whatever, lets get the stupid booze, old chap.
Fortet: wait, what did I just say?
Larry: Pansy Talk!
Fortet: I hate plot twists.
Larry: Pansy!
Fortet: Shut up!
Larry: Shut ye trap, Kitchen!
Fortet: Fortet!
Larry: No thank ye!
Fortet: What?
Narrator: Will Fortet survive Larry? Will Larry stay generically scottish? Probably yes, I like the scottish, so yeah. And yes, I live in Canada. I have nothin against the British. Tune in next post to: THE CHARAS HOTELLLLL

[Fortet]

Fortet grabbed a knife that was just randomly on the floor and puts it behind his back.
"Larry..."
"Yes, Kitchen?"
"I have a suprise for you..."
"The BOOZE is back? Or is it... BEERFEE?!?!"
"Nope... Better..."
"What?!?"
"It's a long, sharp, cold- WHA!"
Fortet slipped over an empty booze bottle and broke, causing him to fall and the knife fly past Larry's head.
"Crap..." Said Fortet
"Excellent! A clue!"
"I wanna' die... -.-"

[Scarface Larry]

Larry: Ah clue me sonneh!
Fortet: Stop acting scottish!
Larry: Ah cannae help it.
*The booze cabnit flies out of nowhere and hits Fortet*
Fortet: OMFG!
Larry: No n00b. hey, no more scottish.
Fortet: Help me...
Larry: After two more six packs.
Fortet: *cries* plllleeease *dies*
Larry: Oh poopy.
*fortet Appears in the kitchen*
Fortet: No! I thought I was dead!
Evil Voice Of The Hotel: You cannot die in this hotel, besieds you two are like a comedy duo.
Larry: God? Oh diddledaddles!
EVOTH: No, just an evil voice.
Larry: Phew, are going to hurt me for being with the Mafia?
EVOTH: You, with the Mafia? Great, now you may have....2 and a half wishes.
Fortet: Twoandahalf? How is that possible?
Larry: Dont know, dont care, first I wish for infinite Beerfee!
EVOTH: Done.
*The beer cabnit becomes golden*
Larry: Next, i want superpowered sunglasses, that can do almost anythang.
EVOTH: Done.
Larry: Kitchen, you can have this wish.
Fortet: Thanks, i wish Larry would get my name right!
EVOTH: Ha ha! the 0.5 wish, now he will call you Kitchen forever!
Fortet: ***********************************
EVOTH & Larry: I didn't know a swear that long existed.
Larry: Evoth, you and I are going to be good friends.
Fortet: Great, Larry and the hotel are friends.

[Fortet]

"Crap... Now I know we can't die here... I can push him into room 666!!!"
He ran up the stairs and shouted,
"Larry! I have strippers that work for free!!!"
"Really?! I'M COMING WOMEN!!!"
"Crap... Uhh... Oh yeah!"
He took off the 666 door number and put a sign on it that said 'strippers'.
"Wait..." Said Larry. "That's the 666 door... What're you trying to do?"
"GET RID OF YOU!!!"
"Oh. Okay! Uh... Bye now."
Larry ran down stairs and into the kitchen with the beerfee.
"My precious beerfee... He can't harm us... Mwahahahaha!!!"

[Dragonium]

*Dragonium walks in*

Dragonium: Ah, finally, my Lizard Lair. Home at last.

Larry: Lizard... Lair...?

Dragonium: So... This isn't my Lizard Lair?

Larry: No.

Dragonium: Ah, but--

Larry: No.

Dragonium: Okay, I'd better go. *Turns around and walks into the wall* Yowch. Ah, there it is!

*Chases after the door, it zooms away and ends up on the roof where nobody can reach it*

Random NPC: *Comes in* Yaaaaaaargh!!! *Falls and hits the floor*

Dragonium: Oh well. Fyeeeh!! *Does the flicky-tongue thing and goes off to eat a pot plant*

[Scarface Larry]

Fortet: Wait, room 666 has Larry's greatest fear, Larry!
Larry: Whazya want?
Fortet: What's your greatest fear?
Larry: I dunno.....wait....yes.....almost.....you getting put into room 666.
Fortet: It is? Larry, what?
Larry: Yeah, you'd let out Fat Tony.
Fortet: Oh crap....
Fortet: Maybe I'll just explore the rest of the hotel.
Evoth: THE, SCARY PART OF THE HOTEL
Fortet: Evoth, why do you speak in all caps?
EVOTH: BECAUSE IT MAKES ME MORE INTIMIDATING, Y'KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT? YOU CANT BE EVIL IF YOU AREN'T INTIMIDATING.
Fortet: Good point.
EVOTH: OH YEAH, LARRY SHOWED ME BEERFEE, NOW OUR ONLY DRINK, SO I GAVE HIM 2 MORE WISHES, AND HE WISHED FOR INVUNREBILITY IN ROOM 666 AND THE ABILITY TO BECOME SCOTTISH AT WILL.
Fortet: **************************************
EVOTH: WOW, THAT'S A BIG SWEAR. IS THAT LEGAL? Y'KNOW IN EVIL HOTELS WE STILL RESPECT THE LAW.
Fortet: I really don't know. Does Larry get any more wishes?
EVOTH: NO, IN FACT I AINT GIVING OUT ANY MORE WISHES, IT'S TO TIRING. BUT I WILL ACT AS A COMEDIC DEVICE, ONLY TO BE MAINLY CONTROLLED BY THE CHARAS USER SCARFACE LARRY.
Fortet: User?
EVOTH: THEY ARE BEINGS THAT CONTROL OUR EVERY MOVEMENT, THEY CONTROL MANY DEMENSIONS EACH FOR THEIR ENJOYMENT AND TO ARGUE ABOUT "RPGMAKER" A THING THAT MAKES WORLDS.
Fortet: ****
EVOTH: NOW I KNOW THAT ONE. YEAH, YOU'RE PROBABLY CONTROLLED BY A USER AS WELL.
Fortet: Life ****in sucks.
EVOTH: BE GLAD WE DONT HAVE ANY n00bS HERE, THAT WOULD BE HELL.
Fortet: But we're in hell anyways.
EVOTH: GOOD POINT....

[Grandy]

 *Grandy walks in, holding a map*
 Grandy: Anyone knows where is Oklaho-.............. CRAP! *He tosses the map away and run to the door, that is closed*
 Grandy: Awww, I did it again!*


 *Note: If you didnt understand, everytime he enters in this hotel, he enters with a map in hands asking where is Oklahoma, then try to go away..... and don't go. Its pretty stupid that he couldn't find Oklahoma yet....

[Fortet]

*I'll start doing this like everyone else. It's easier. Just used to RP way I use. Heh*
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*Fortet walks into the main room*
Fortet: Wow. More people. That one has a map!!!
*runs over to look at it*
Grandy: What are you doing?
Fortet: Looking at your map. Is it a map of the hotel?
Grandy: What do you think?
Fortet: Uh... No?
Grandy: Correct. I was trying to get to Oklahoma...
Larry: Hey Kitchen! Come here! Evoth told me this great joke!
Grandy: Your name is Kitchen?
Fortet: No.
Grandy: What is it?
Fortet: Fortet
Grandy: Ah. And he thinks your talking about singing?
Fortet: Yep.
Grandy: And he's a complete idiot?
Fortet: Yep.
Grandy: Gotcha'.
Larry: Kitchen! Hurry up!

[Grandy]

Grandy: Ooookay, if I understand about Hotels without a way out, is that there is aways a way out..... through a secret passage. *Start knocking the wall* *Goes one step left* *Knocks the wall* *Goes one step left* *Knocks the wall* *Goes one step left* *Knocks the wall* *Goes one step left* *Knocks the wall*
Fortet: What are you doing?
Grandy: Looking for secret passages.
Fortet: *Looks around* This place is giant, you'll take years to finish!
Grandy: *Knocks the wall* Do you have something better to me to do?
Fortet: ...
Grandy: Good

[Drace]

Barbara: Drace! Butler! Where are you?!
Drace: *behind the desk* *thumb in his mouth and slowly go from back to forth* Don't let her find me, don't let her find.

[Fortet]

*Walks over to the desk*
Fortet: Wow. A desk magically appeared.
*looks behind it*
Drace: Don't let her see me... *sucks thumb*
Fortet: Who?
Drace: Her! *points to Barbara*
Fortet: Ah... Okeyyy.....
Fortet: HE'S NOT BEHIND THE DESK, BARBARA!
Barbara: OKAY! *walks upstairs*
Barbara: He's probably in room 666. Nobody in thier right mind would be in there. *opens door and falls in, never to return*
Fortet: Wow. What a retard...

[Dragonium]

Dragonium: Fyeeeh! *Opens the door to room 666, sprays some bug spray in, then shuts the door again*

*Walks away and does the flicky-tongue thing*

Fortet: What on earth are you doing?

Dragonium: I don't know. Let's duel for no reason!

Fortet: Fine. *Draws weapon*

Dragonium: Fyeeh! *Takes out a bright purple sword*

Fortet: O_o

Dragonium: Hmm? Oh, right. It's the other one. *Takes out a normal scimitar*

*The Battle Music starts*

Fortet: O_o

Dragonium: Oh, crap. Sorry, it's the other one.

*The Other Battle Music starts*

[Fortet]

Fortet: ph33r my .hack inspired lvl 1 Cypress wand! VAK DON!
*nothing happens*
Fortet: Crap. Can we postpone until I have more SP?
Dragonium: Whatever...
*5 minutes later...*
Fortet: THERE! VAK DON!
*lightening strikes down on the floor, blowing a hole down into the 1st floor*
Fortet: Dang... Powerful...