@PeaceWillWin-FearWillLose
Clara walked over to her. "Give me your phone. I should be able to fix it."
Clara walked over to her. "Give me your phone. I should be able to fix it."
Penelope gingerly gave Clara her phone. "Ok…" Penelope knew that Clara was a vampire and she was scared of what would happen if she said no. "Don't.. Don't delete anything."
"I won't, don't worry." She smiled reassuringly and took the phone.
After typing a complicated-looking code, Clara handed back the phone.
"You should be able to connect to most wifi networks now, even those with passwords if the passwords can be decrypted."
"Yeah, whatever. I knew how to do that," Penelope took her phone and sat on the couch, typing away.
"I- um… okay" Clara mumbled, then walked over to the other couch and awkwardly sat down.
(im gonna have to leave this. sorry)
((Oh. That's okay.))
Jackson looked up at the people around him. "Does anyone actually know why we're here?"
"Nope. But I hope that we can leave because I still need my beauty sleep," Penelope said, crossing her legs.
A voice sounded over the intercom again, but different this time, distorted.
"If you all could direct your attention to the door over there by the painting, you'll find something /quite/ interesting."
"Only if it's free data!" Penelope shouted at the intercom. Then she continued typing on her phone. She was upset because she didn't like waking up early. If she did, she was in a grumpy mood all day.
Clara stood up and cautiously walked over to the door.
"Should we go in?"
Jackson stood up, not particularly caring if his Legion tattoo was showing. "It's probably just some vandalism or something, it's nothing to worry about," he said, walking over and swinging open the door.
Hey may I join in?
(I didn't start this roleplay, but I'm pretty sure it's closed, sorry)
Oh, okay.
Penelope followed Jackson to the door, slightly curious about what was behind it.
As the door swung open, Clara let out a small gasp. Behind the door was the hotel's owner and manager Stacey Madison lying on the floor, dead. There was a note pinned to the front of her shirt.
(( @Time_And_Reletive_Dimension_In_Space there are 7/10 people so far, so you can join.))
"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!! Dead body! On the ground! Nope! Can't do it! Ewwwwwwwwwww!" Penelope started jumping and shaking her hands.
Clara walked over carefully. <I can't believe that almost everywhere I go, some sort of bad thing has to happen!> she thought.
(Oh, okay that sounds great, internet was down so I couldn't post. Sorry!)
Zayden walked over. He stood next to one of the girls and stared at the dead body. "Well, that escalated quickly," he exclaimed, looking away.
Jackson walked over to her body, an unreasonable expression on his face. He seemed to realize something, before turning around and running towards the intercom room. (Idk if that's even a thing) When he got there, it was empty. "Damn it!" He yelled.
Clara knelt down to look at the body.
"There don't seem to be any visible signs of death… maybe she was poisoned or something?"
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