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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Comments

[dannydorito]

...You absolute madman, that's genius. Has anyone ever told you that? Cause it's definitely something someone could say. You know, theoretically.

[kuzcospoison]

[Kronk takes Bill's praise as a go-ahead to open up a big ol' gallon of Distilled Water and pour him up a nice tall glass of it, placing it down on a wooden coaster in front of him.]

Actually, most folk I tell to hydrate just say "thanks for reminding me", none of 'em go so far as to call me a genius for it. [Or anything.]

[dannydorito]

Well! I'm sure they don't want it to sound like empty flattery.

[Sure, Bill will take a nice long swig of the non-mineral water. This is absolutely gross, and he hates it, but sometimes sacrifices must be made in one's efforts to gain a patsy and/or source of entertainment.]

You seem like a real dependable guy, Flex! I bet this place wouldn't run without you, am I right?