Slasher - Hotel California
I have internet, so life is grand. So grand in fact that soon enough, I'll be DMing this thing, I choose to call.
I may be butchering the lyrics, but it's alright. Because really, this is a story about butchers. Not the sort that slays cows and slices them up for people to enjoy, but rather the sort of men who will cut up another human and perhaps feed him to his family. People with insatiable appetites for murder.
On 28th Street in Oakland, there's a very secret little club, on the outside it looks like a hotel. "Avondale" the sign says, and when you enter, everything looks right, there's some staff, but not a lot of guests. Not too surprising in this economy. But the place has a secret. It houses some of the most demented and talented killers in the Bay Area, and a tournament of sorts, is about to start.
I may be butchering the lyrics, but it's alright. Because really, this is a story about butchers. Not the sort that slays cows and slices them up for people to enjoy, but rather the sort of men who will cut up another human and perhaps feed him to his family. People with insatiable appetites for murder.
On 28th Street in Oakland, there's a very secret little club, on the outside it looks like a hotel. "Avondale" the sign says, and when you enter, everything looks right, there's some staff, but not a lot of guests. Not too surprising in this economy. But the place has a secret. It houses some of the most demented and talented killers in the Bay Area, and a tournament of sorts, is about to start.