RolePlayGateway™

Done with his food, or he at least thought it was food (o.o), Spartan decided to look around the hotel.

Wesley wasted no time in packing his dufflebag. He didn't own a suit case, so instead he packed all of his clothes into a black gymn bag. His mom asked him, "Where are you going?" to which he replied, "Nowhere, I'll be back". That would be the end of their discussion, his mom would just shrug as he ran out the door and jumped in the pickup. He sparked up a Newport cigarette and gave one to his friend, who drove him up to the airport. "Are you sure this is what you wanna do?" his friend asked him, as he parked outside the airport behind all the taxis and charter busses. "What would you do?" Wesley asked, to which his friend just nodded quietly with understanding. There really was nothing else to do, their area had become a boring ghost town filled with nothing but crimes and chaos. This was his one chance to leave the Purgatory known as home, and go experience the pleasure and excitement of Paradise Island.

Wesley finished his cigarette and flicked it into the street before slapping hands with his homeboy. Words weren't needed for such an occassion, as he grabbed his bag from the bed of the truck and walked towards the automatic sliding glass doors. He was twenty five years old, with a thug's mentality and the physique of a teenager. At six feet tall, he stood at the ticket line in the airport, able to look and see over most people's heads towards the front of the line. A few minutes went by, and finally the lady at the ticket desk grabbed his ticket and stamped it. "Welcome to Florida International Airport, we hope you enjoy your flight" she said, standing straight with a marketing smile on her face. Wesley just gave her a half grin before grabbing his dufflebag and heading up the staired esculator to the second floor. He walked through the airport for a while before finding his flight number. Once he found his destination, he took a seat on one of the blue plastic benches by the window, and looked outside to see if he could spot which jet he would be flying in.

Looks at the tickets and decides to take the fastest route, for Cody was never known for patience, he decided to take the plane. He didn't feel he needed much, he packed some clothes, grabbed his money and his computer, and took off on foot to the nearby airport. After sleeping for a few hours on the plane, Cody arrived at the island. He walked into the lobby of the hotel, and took an elevator up to his room. When he finally found his room, Cody wasted no time discarding his bags and heading down to the lobby to converse.
Cody noticed a few people in the lobby and decided to introduce himself to all of them at the same time. "Hi guys! My names Cody, I'm 15 years old, and I'm pretty sure I'm a human." Cody smiled a wide smile as he introduced himself.

I got bored of the television pretty fast. I hopped down to the elevator, and went back to the lobby to look around a little more. The elevator wait was tedius; there were a lot of randoms in it. Finally I reached the main lobby on the first floor. There was some guy introducing himself. Seems friendly enough. I walked over, and said Hi and waved. "I'm Hailey. 14, human." I added, smiling. I have a small problem. I really don't know how to make friends. I laughed a little at myself.

Abira finished up her chicken, savoring the flavor in her mouth as she got up. She dumped out the trash and stacked the tray on top of the other's, dusting her hands off. She tilted her head to the side as she tried to look a guy who was introducing himself. Hah, well, he was pretty brave to do that. Though, it seemed it worked since a girl also came up to say hi. She shook her head, walking over to a wall as she leaned against it. She didn't interact with anyone unless they interacted with her first, then it would avoid conflicts. Well, that, or she just hates talking. Oh well, it's the same ending result anyways. She hummed the song in her ears as she scrolled through her iTouch, looking at her pictures in boredom. Most of them were scans of her drawings that she did, and the other half were just random funny pics.

She put away her iTouch as she scanned the lobby, seeing nothing interesting in the first floor. She decided to check what's outside, she was too excited to care about the outside of the hotel when she first came here. Anyways, she needed some fresh air, she was jammed in an airplane for 8 hours and surrounded by people. Well, now that she thought about it, she really should get some fresh air. She spinned around as she headed out, going through the revolving doors. Oh the fun of revolving doors.

She skipped around, looking to see what there was here. She saw a sign that point to her left, saying 'Botanical Garden' in cursive letters. “Huh, a botanical garden? Hm, last time I went there it was really pretty...” She muttered to herself, but shrugged as she walked to the way the sign pointed to. It was better then doing nothing in her case. She went through the gate, poking her head through as she saw, of course, a garden. “Whoa....” She said, being surprised once more. It was huge, she could say, and full of plants and flowers and bugs. Well, she didn't like the bugs part, but she liked the other two. She grinned, walking in as she headed for the nearest plant. She instantly recognized it. “Ah! Birds of Paradise! This flower is always cool.” She said to herself, leaning down as she read the information box. “An-thu-ri-um......Anthrioum.....Anthripian.....” She murmured, trying to figure out how to say the name. “Ah forget it, I'll search it up later.” She said, waving it off.

"Hope the tickets haven't expired yet..."Sam said,stepping onto the boat.

Later!
"Hi guys. I'm Sarah,call me Sam,or Roses,though. Serioulsy. Or I will kill you." Me being a horrible joker.
"Wow this place is incredible!" Runs up to room 260.
"O.M.J! A view of the ocean!" Is dying.
Pulls out her iPod,and decides to walk around before unpacking.
"She hit the floor,next thing you know shawty got low,low,low,low!" Is now cracking up.

The idea of a free vacacion from Roleplaygateway was still a little odd - how does a website generate that kind of money and why would it give it back to it's customers 100 fold? These thoughts had disrtacted me long enough to reach the lobby. Gigantic in stature, it large enough to fit a quarter of a football stadium. ("wow...and this is free?") I remember thinking. Walking up to the counter I'd thought it best to check in first. "Hello," Spoke the woman behind the desk, "Do you ned help looking for your room?"
"No, I should be alright, but could you tell me a little more about this vaccation provided by RPG.com?" I enquired curiously,
"Well, most of the employees here aren't told why are customers are here - we're just doing our jobs." She replied in a monotonous tone, "There are a couple more of your group over there," she said, pointing towards two people who seemed to be having a casual conversation, "Why not try them?"
"Sure, thanks very much."

Maybe they had recieved more information about this place, and since rpg was paying for the whole thing I thought it's only common courtesy to interact with the others - I mean this was supposed to be a chance to get to know everyone in person, right? Strolling slowly up to the two I introduced myself as best i could, "Hi there, sorry to interrupt guys, my name's Matthew," I said, holding out my hand waiting for some form of responce...

Cody smiled as he replied to Haley. "Hey Hailey, no problem if you don't know how to make friends, just call me a freebe. Pretty weird how roleplaygateway could amass this much money to give back to all of these users eh? But I like the idea of being able to get away from home, too much, drama." Cody laughed emptily as those words passed his lips.

As Cody had finished the start of his conversation, he had seen Matthew out of the corner of his eye introducing himself. Cody turned around, and greeted him with a smile as he did Hailey. "Nice to meet you Matt, the name's Cody! I'm 15 years old, pretty crazy about how they could afford this trip huh? Look at this place, look at the people, so awesome." Cody paused for a second, and then said in a nostalgic tone. "I think it would make a good inspiration for some songs I want to write."

The sun shone on my freckled face, and I could not resist a smile to feel the warmth tingle on my fair skin. The salty breeze whipped my long, golden-brown hair about my shoulders, and I breathed in the fresh scent of the sea. The letter I had received seemed too good to be true, but this was a once and a lifetime chance, and I leaned over the railing eagerly as the ship sailed towards the island. I hoisted my large duffel bag higher onto my thin shoulders as the ship pulled in closer to my destination, and my eyes shone like the sun on the sea below as I shivered with excitement.

The ship drifted into the dock, and for a moment I was torn between the adventure on shore and the calling of the sea. I was never very good at socializing, and the water suddenly seemed far more inviting and friendly than the unknown that lurked behind the large doors of the hotel. But I was here, so I had best get in and at least try to meet someone. I shifted the bag on my shoulders again, trying to even out the heavy weight, and stepped through the sliding doors.

I gasped as I entered, and I marveled at how huge the lobby was. The architecture was beautiful with the sloping arches and intricate details, yet it had a clean, modern look that was very welcoming. I walked up to the front desk and smiled at the man seated there, and he looked up at me and returned the smile automatically.

"Welcome," he said. "Name?"

"Patricia," I replied, a sense of confidence in my voice in spite of my slight nervousness. "Patricia Bujard...B-U-J-A-R-D." The man nodded as he typed into the computer.

"Age?"

"19..."

"Username?"

"Kunoichi26..." I said slowly, making sure to pronounce every syllable clearly. He typed a few more notes into the computer and then gave me the key to my room. It had my name and other information typed onto it, and I held it tightly in my hand so I didn't lose track of it.

"Room 267 on the third floor," The attendant said, and he pointed to his right. "The elevators are just over there." I thanked him for his help and walked to the elevator, passing a small group of people that stood around the middle of the room. I debated on whether I should take the stairs or the elevator, but the strap digging into my shoulder decided that for me, and I walked reluctantly into the small compartment.

"Second floor please," I told the elevator operator, and I watched the silver doors close warily as I held onto the rails that lined the back wall. My stomach lurched as the elevator started moving, and I took deep, relaxing breaths as I watched the small glowing numbers above the door. First floor...second floor...I'm okay, almost there...third floor.

I didn't even thank the man as I rushed out of the barely opened doors, and I breathed a sigh of relief for escaping the horrible confinements of the elevator. I walked down the hall and quickly found my room, where I set down my things and opened my laptop to check for internet access. Yes! Internet was alive and well, and I grinned as I checked Roleplay Gateway. A thread had already been started about the trip, and I quickly wrote a reply.

I'm having a lot of fun so far, it's a really nice place. But I've been wondering, does anyone know why they're doing it? Is there a special occasion of some kind? I left my laptop plugged in and walked back down to the lobby to see if I could get acquainted with the group. I stalked around the outside of their little circle, wondering if I should join in, but hey, what's the worst that could happen? I gathered up my courage and walked up to the group.

"Hello, my name is Patricia, do you mind if I join you?"

Alright then, Marissa. Just Marissa. High school age.

Alright lets say i flew there.
Id probably be half asleep the whole time, face glued to the window (?).

I arrive and see......

I felt relieved, Cody seemed friendly enough so I tried to pursue the conversation, "You're a musician? What's you genre?" I asked in a mild tone of interest. "Hello, my name is Patricia, do you mind if I join you?" I looked over my shoulder to see the newcomer, the first person that looked around my age, "Not at all," I smiled, "Cody, Hailey?" I said, looking for an agreed sense of welcome.

(I'm going to change Point of view, it makes it a bit easier to write, haha.)

I was enthralled that there were so many people to talk to. I planned to make many friends this trip.
But as I began to reply to Matthews' question, a new person approached our little conclave. A young woman who
said her name was Patricia.

Matthew had beaten me to inducting her into our group had asked the opinions of
Haley and I about her assimilation into our conversation. I replied to her question with the usual enthusiasm that I had
when I talked to almost anyone. "It would be an honor to have you join our little amalgamation of people."
I hoped that I hadn't come off too strong, as my jubilation in my introductions usually turned people, who weren't of the
same level of sociability, off of the idea of exchanging glances, let alone words.

I hoped this would not be the case.

My phone rang and I looked at the vibrating, musical device, playing one of my favorite songs, <i>You Found Me</i> by The Fray.
I pulled the small, red, rectangular device out of my pocket, and pressed the small green button. The music stopped, and the voice of my friend Josh had replaced it, I forgot the last time I talked on my phone I left it on speaker. "How's Florida man?" I said in a casual tone into the phone. Josh answered me with a question of his own, "How's Goldendale?" He said with just a hint of boast in his voice. I replied with a taunting tone, "I wouldn't know, I'm in Hawaii, free trip for an online Role Playing forum I joined recently, they sent all the members to Paradise Island." I smiled, feeling triumphant, and ran my own hand through my long black hair. A small silence fell on the conversation for a second and he finally replied, unbelieving, and frazzled. "Bull Shit!" I was going to prove myself to be truthful, so I asked him to get on a computer and video call me on Msn in 15 minutes. I hung up the phone afterwords.

I turned back to the group that I was talking to, and began again on the conversation that was previously taking place. "Anyways Matthew, as I was about to say, I play a lot of modern music, I do a lot of Rock, Acoustic, Metal, Indie, Folk, ETC. Just about anything that can be played on a guitar" I said with a large grin across my face. I then followed up with another inquisition, "How about you, do you play any instruments?" Almost immediately after, I turned to Patricia and said "How about you?" Hoping to spark a little larger conversation about one of my favorite subjects.

"KICK ASS!" were the first words that escaped my lips after seeing the envelope. If there was a god up there who rewarded lazy and bored people with nothing to do, he (or she) was doing their job excellently.

I pretty much ditched my parents and sister, showing them the letter and saying I'm probably going to just live there for the rest of my life. They didn't seem to have too many complaints, even though my older sister began to mutter about how unfair life is, and that I'm way too lucky despite my laziness. To be honest, I didn't see why I had to have so many free tickets, I'd gladly pay for it all myself. But hey, no complaints there!

I quickly packed my bag, but I was kind of at a loss. What do you bring to a place that has everything? Uhh.. money... I guess. Of course, I was being ridiculous, as it stated everything would be free of charge. However, it's not like I'm going to die bringing money over there. So I just stuffed a few 100s into my pocket and went on my way to Hawaii!! I'd love to say that I enjoyed the variety of spectacular views on the way, but I just slept.

I was practically crying with joy when I saw the spectacular location at where I would be eating for free, sleeping for free, and doing whatever for free! After I went past those elegant sliding clerk, I was greeted by a friendly clerk. It wasn't totally shocking, it's hard to stay grumpy or angry when everyone that approaches you looks like they've been enlightened.

Username?" She asked.
"Uhh.. Sas911.."I replied
She promptly asked for my password and I promptly told her that it was "*******************". She checked the information on the computer, and asked for my name. She then gave me a pass so I could enter my designated room, and I went off. Then to start off this exciting day of luxury, I decided to do something great.. something, spectacular! I slept in the ultra comfy bed my room had.

(By the way.. How do the clerks already know our names in real life?! STALKERS!! ><)

((they are stalkers. . . .and they enjoy their jobs very much. . .0.o))

I dont like planes, I dont like ships, I didnt like the trip very much so far. everytime the boat even moved I started screaming, someone even came up to my room to say that there was a complaint about screaming from my room. I mumbled them a soft sorry then closed the door and stuck my tounge out at the closed door. I could barely walk, but I did, all the way to the elevator, I pressed the button so that it would drop me off a floor before the lobby, so I could walk down and try to get my sea-legs. I walked most of the way down, but unfortunately fell on the last step "OUCH!" I yelled, some of the people working gave me a look of annoyance. I stood up and looked at a little rug burn on my knee "well today wasnt a good day to wear jeans with rips at the knee" I said.

"God this place is Heaven!" I said,smiling. I saw a small group of people,and avoided them. People I really didn't know,scared me.
I stood up against a tree listening to Party In Your Bedroom
"There's a party in your bedroom." I murmered,lower than my singing voice had been when I was walking around earlier. Next thing I knew,I was falling.
"Crap!" I said,getting up. " I think I should'a stayed at home,and done an RP about what would've happened if I was actually here.. Then the falling part wouldn't hurt,and I could be typing these exact words." I sighed,and just sat against the tree.

I smiled to hear at least one other person had a high vocabulary, and he wasn't afraid to use it. His formal introduction reminded me of one of my characters, and it was a charming trait in itself. I also found it rather admirable that he would use such a choice of words, for I knew what it was to experience neglect simply because others were intimidated by a higher vocabulary.

"Thank you," I said. "I just didn't want to intrude. I'm not very good at these sort of things." I waited as he spoke on his cellphone, tuning out the voice on the other end as I thought about the unfinished book that was sitting in my laptop.



"I'm afraid I don't really know how to play any instruments," I answered his question. "But I'm slowly teaching myself how to play the piano, and I sing in the choir often. I love music of any genre really, though I prefer to listen to soundtracks or Josh Groban." I was glad that he chose to talk about music, for I have discovered over the years that many subjects I find interest in bore others. Yet even music may not be the best choice, for my tastes are so radically different than many other people my age that I may find myself in a situation much like any other: Listening silently as the others talk.

I smiled a litle - Cody seemed to have a real way with words - which you don't see enough of these days, "You've got a good taste in music, I love me some acoustic and rock," I replied, "But me? Not so much with the musical instruments - I can sing well, but I wouldn't take it up professionaly," I laughed. "What kind of bands or singers are you in to?" I asked to group.

I awoke from the comfy green bed, and stretched my arms out yawning loudly. I exited half drowsy from sleep, making sure I remembered my room number was 222. The number in itself was incredible, the hotel was unbelievably big and was very likely to win some sort of guiness world record. I rubbed my eyes and clicked the down arrow on the switch in front of the elevator doors. I looked up and I swear, my eyes increased in size by five times. There were seven elevators on this gigantic hotel, and ALL of them were more than ten floors away?

Finally, one of the elevators had opened. Smiling happily after waiting so long, I ran to the elevator with haste. Sadly to say, I wasn't able to actually get IN the elevator. It wasn't something messed up like I ran too slow and the elevator door closed. The elevator was full! This hotel was starting to aggravate me, mainly because it was so popular. The elevator weight limit was 52 people, and sure enough, there were 52 people standing there telling me I can't come in. After what seemed like centuries rather than minutes, a half-packed elevator opened and I gladly jumped in. The elevator filled up quickly, and on the eight more floors down, we had to tell the people who were eager to go back down that they couldn't.

Many people felt guilty despite the fact it wasn't technically their fault. It was more like 1/52 of their fault, which is basically 2%. I stood there smug however, as I myself had waited about 14 minutes for the elevator to come down. I could've just taken the stairs down, it was 9 floors, but I was too lazy. When I finally arrived at the extravagant lobby, it was far more crowded than before. During my two-hour lazy resting, the place had filled up significantly. I looked around to find many people talking amongst themselves, and some that have told the DJ to play their favourite song, and made it into a kind of dance floor. I wondered where I should go, food or dance? The answer came with speed, FFOOOODD!
(What? Don't you get hungry after waking up from a nap?)

I got up and strechted. I had fallen asleep on the tree! Something I would totally do...Anyway I walked inside,to the place you check in.
"Um,excuse me,miss." I started. She turned to me,smiling a smile.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"Yeah,is there a dining room?"I asked,smiling back.
"Yeah,just take a right,down that hall. Then continue straight until the first left turn. Turn there. And then,if you dont want to take the elavator it's the third door on the right. If you want to take the elavator,it the third door on the LEFT." She said. She handed me a map. "Just in case." She said. I nodded.
"Thank you very much." I said,turning and walking away.
Take a right..? I did,and was out of sight to the clerk. I looked at the map. Right\|.Straight,until the first left turn. Then the third door on the right. I started running. Smelling the delicious food. I opened the door,and grinned. It was a buffet.
"Yeah!" I yelled,since no one seemed to be in there. I grabbed a plate,and piled the ribs,mashed potatoes,corn,and a fudge brownie on my plate.