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

[feudalladyshandmaid]

I don't- I don't know.

[Which is easy for her to admit at this point. She'd fed up, even as she glares at the foolish-looking guy.]

I don't even understand why there's buttons in the wall that play music. Who would put this here?

[doofenshmirtz]

I don't know--whoever brought us here, probably!

[He shrugs, looking exhasperated. All the while, the chant of "BILL BILL BILL BILL" blares in the background.]

Heeeey, you know, this reminds me of a convention I went to! But there was less decoration and more just conference rooms. And they didn't have cool music that played when you pushed buttons. [A beat.] Eh. It mostly just reminds me of the free pamphlets they gave out.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Oh, that's not going away for a while, is it? Great.]

Uh, sure. [She also doesn't know how to respond to that.] Pretty sure this isn't a expo or a convention though, and we've been kidnapped.

[doofenshmirtz]

Yeah, but, like, sooner or later someone's nemesis is gonna show up and everything's gonna be fine. There's a formula to these things, it kind of has to be wrapped up in 20 minutes. We can't just keep going on and on raising the stakes all the time, can we?

[What the hell is he talking about?]

Do you have a nemesis?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[What the hell is he talking about?]

We- Uh... [She almost answers that, because she actually sort of did have a nemesis. Then, she realizes that's silly.]

Are you messing with me or something?

[doofenshmirtz]

[C'mon, Cass, all the cool kids are getting nemesises nowadays!]

No? Do I look like I would be messing with you?

[He spreads his arms. He looks like a pharmacist with a horrible back problem.]

Actually, don't answer that. I'm just annoyed I still haven't seen my nemesis throughout this whole place. I mean, he should've shown up at least an hour ago.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[She had one. But it turned out poorly for the both of them, so they came to the conclusion it would be better if they just stayed friends instead.]

You look like a doctor with a hunch.

[She didn't answer if he was messing with her!]

I'm sorry, you have your nemesis scheduled to meet you? Isn't the point of having a nemesis that they're supposed to be your enemy?

[doofenshmirtz]

[Ah, having a nemesis is like that sometimes. Sometimes, the relationship just doesn't work out, you know?]

Well, ah, yes and no. He acts very predictably, so I usually know when to thwart his arrival. It's like, he comes in to stop my evil plans, I capture him, I tell him about my evil plans, he inevitably escapes and stops my evil plan, I scream, "Curse you, Perry the Platypus!", and then we do the whole thing over again the next day. It's nice to have a schedule, after all.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[....]







Did you say Platypus.

[doofenshmirtz]

What? Have you never heard of a platypus before? They're weird little critters, they've got, like, beaver tails and duck bills, but also fur? Also, I think male platypuses have poison spurs on their legs but I don't think I've ever seen Perry use those. Oh, I think they also sweat milk or something? They're like, mono--monotremes? Mammals, but weird and lay eggs--

[He's just going to keep going until Cass interrupts him.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Yeah, she'll just... raise a hand in his face.]

Up-up-up. That's enough of that. I don't need the entire rundown. [She groans, unsure of how to proceed... but she is curious.] But why is your nemesis a platypus? You're fighting an animal?

[doofenshmirtz]

What? You can't just ask people why they're platypuses. That's rude.

[Really! It's quite rude! Heinz looks very offended right now!]

I mean, he had to go through all the paperwork and stuff to get clearance to become a secret agent, you could at least respect that. I mean, I wasn't there, but that's what I assume happens with OWCA. It's what I had to do when I registered with LOVEMUFFIN.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Cassandra looks like she's on the verge of a migraine. She draws in a breath and lets it go, along with the urge to punch something.]

Okay. Fine. If a horse can be in the royal guard, than a platypus can be your nemesis. [Glass houses, rocks, etc.] Now can you start saying things that I understand? And not nonsense words like "OWCA"?

[doofenshmirtz]

What? Everything I'm saying makes perfect sense!

[He lets out a frustrated noise, then sighs.]

Okay, okay. Let's start with the small stuff. OWCA is the "Organization Without a Cool Acronym", got it? And that's the place that Perry the Platypus was trained. You following?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Great, now they're exactly alike.]

More or less. [This is weird. She kind of doesn't like it. She nods. Continue.