ADVENTURE IS OUT THERE...

[pleasureislanders]

The first thing you notice upon gaining consciousness is the smell. The air smells musty and woody, like the back corner of some forgotten tourist trap. As you stir yourself awake, you find yourself in a wicker bed with a soft sheet draped over you. The room’s walls are wood-paneled, and a nearby desk displays a digital clock reading “9 AM”. A singular potted plant provides the barest amount of decoration--though, the exact plant species differs between rooms. A note written in flowing cursive has been taped to your door.

MEETING IN THE LOBBY AT NOON
- G ♥
As you make your way out of your room, you’ll find yourself on a balcony overlooking a octagonal lobby below. Various artifacts and trophies decorate the club from top to bottom, cluttering the walls and any available surface. From here, you can clearly see that the marble floor of the lobby is decorated to look like a compass. Descending the stairs will reveal that, in addition to the artifacts mounted on the walls, several plaques have been put up detailing the lives of those trapped here--including you.

If you peer out the windows, you’ll see a tropical island sprawled out before you, overgrown with palm trees and shrubs. If you peer far enough above the treeline, you might even be able to see the ocean. No matter how hard you try, the front door is sealed shut and the windows seem impossible to break.

You've got until noon 'til the meeting happens. For now...enjoy the club, if you can.

[ OOC: Welcome to the Adventurers Club! We're so excited to have you here. This is the intro log--feel free to mingle on this post to your hearts content. At 6 PM EST, we'll be introducing the host! If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the mods. ]

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mezzanine

[acruelirony]

[Yzma freezes midstep at the commanding tone- somewhat shocked at the audacity of this stranger to try to demand answers out of her. She draws herself up to her full height and stares Leia down.]

Yzma. Empress of the Incan empire. [Uh, technically.] And just who are you?

[She doesn't bother answering the planet question- it's Earth, obviously, what other planet could they even be on?]

[bornforit]

[Oh, Yzma. You picked the wrong time to call yourself 'Empress.' Leia's eyes flash dark and angry, and even though she only stands an inch over five feet, she's got...a presence, certainly. Especially staring down what she can only assume is some undiscovered species.]

Princess Leia of Alderaan. Leader of the Galactic Republic. If you're with the Empire, I've certainly never heard of you.

[acruelirony]

[Whoops!

For better or for worse, Yzma doesn't even flinch, though she does mentally amend her initial assumptions about Leia. Fellow royalty- explains the attitude. Nevermind the fact that technically speaking, as long as Kuzco lives, Yzma's not truly the empress... Not really "fellow" royalty in that case. But it's not like she's going to back down and admit as much.

Her tone is dismissive and snide.]

And I've never heard of you. Funny how that works.

[bornforit]

[Leia looks the woman up and down, and then her gaze rises so she's looking past Yzma, not at her.]

Perhaps you hit your head somewhere along the way. I'm sure Emperor Palpatine would be delighted someone is masquerading as his replacement.

[acruelirony]

Yes, I'm sure I'd be devastated if I had any idea who this "Palpatine" is. As it stands, I'm not replacing anyone. Are you sure you're not the one to suffer a traumatic brain injury recently?

[bornforit]

[At this point it occurs to Leia that perhaps...they are speaking of different Empires. She changes tacts, ignoring the volleyed insult.]

What species are you, exactly?

[acruelirony]

[Yzma's face goes on a journey, from genuine shock at the utter gall of this girl to ask such a thing, to barely concealed rage, to something like disgruntled resignation. Through gritted teeth, she says-]

Human. How pitiful- I would have hoped that a princess would know better than to stoop to such petty insults. If you are even a princess at all.

[Though being royalty certainly never stopped Kuzco from making thousands of "dinosaur" comments at Yzma's expense over the years, from the moment he learned how to say the wretched word as a toddler.]

[bornforit]

[Leia doesn't look...particularly perturbed. Instead, she just arches her eyebrows.]

My mistake. I genuinely wasn't sure. I've never seen a human look so skeletal, that's all.

[acruelirony]

[There's something weird here. She's too earnest sounding as she lobs insult after insult at Yzma to her face. Maybe she's just a good actress?

Whatever. She takes a step closer, her nostrils flaring and her teeth still gritted as she looms over Leia in a last ditch effort to try to intimidate her.]

Well. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm a perfectly normal human being, just like anyone else. Now, if you'd kindly stop insulting me and my appearance with your insinuations... am I allowed to leave, or do you have any further questions?

[bornforit]

Oh, no, carry on. By all means.

[Leia waves Yzma off, looking completely unconcerned. Honestly, though...she's not convinced that this woman isn't part Gungan.]