(OoC: See here for background information and the strange workings of Zim's twisted mind ( Read more... )

She's a walking ragdoll. Her eyes gleam with utter wonderment as she moves through the hotel on uncertain legs and an odd sort of grace. She stumbles, catches herself and moves to the desk, tilting her head curiously at the bell there and ringing it.

She delights in its chime and blinks some.

"Oh my."

Typist: From the typist who brought you ( Read more... )

*a giant burlap bag man walks in. He's filled to the brim of bugs.*

Hey! Where am I?!? Sombody better tell me or they'res gonna be trouble.

[[Oogie Boogie from The Nightmare Before Christmas]]

*wanders in and sits by the window with her guitar*

*begins strumming a seemingly random tune*

*sings, in a mediocre yet charming enough voice* Smelly cat... smelly cat...

*doesn't seem to realize that this isn't a place she's never been before, and definitely not Central Perk*

Typist: Phoebe Buffay of Friends. Enjoy.

A skeleton walks through the door.

"My, what's this?" He replies while looking around. "I've never been in this holiday before. What do you celebrate?"

**Typist: Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas

[Meet the metaltron, or so it has been called of late. It's metal, roughly man-sized, rounded and stout, with an eyestalk that ends in a clinical blue eye and two robot arms, one that is most definitely a weapon. It is the last of its kind. It is a Dalek ( Read more... )

*After much searching throughout the hotel ( Read more... )

"Lalalala! Lalalalalalaaa!"

She comes pedaling in on a shiny red tricycle and grins an adorable gap-toothed grin.

"Hello, hotel!"

Typist: The Little Girl from Monster House.

Ragetti poked his head into the lobby and let out a low whistle. "Good things come to those who wait, I suppose..." He took a few steps in, taking a look around. "Good book says, all that. 'least I fink it says. Get points for tryin'..." He cupped his hands around his mouth and called out, "HALLO?"

Red floated into the air conditioned building looking at all the small little things scurring around. They weren't really small, just shorter than him. He looked around for the All Mighty Tallest Purple, not seeing anyone familiar for a minute.