The WTF INN-The Spammiest RP in Existence!

[Samuel]

Some would doubt its existence.....
others would be skeptical.
But, a small dimension did exist, indeed, it was a massive hotel. Visitors came in through random portals.... visitors of all shapes and sizes, creatures unfathomable to anyone's imagination. The lobby was always chaotic. Always. I give you all...
The WTF INN-where traditional rp rules don't apply.
The first and only rule is that...1. ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN.
--Sam--
Age: 216 (chronologically)
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Blue
Height: 5'11
Class/Profession: Rifter (www.freewebs.com/samwashington)
~The boy was 16-he'd been 16 for the past two centuries, in fact. He entered through a Rift, gazing about the chaotic lobby. A warrior was jumping up and down, attempting to retrieve his sword from an elephant holding it in its trunk. A werewolf was armwrestling a Machamp, and there was a turn-based battle going on in the back.~

[Darkly Chaotic]

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class/profession: a being of ultimate probability

entered the lobby. his form was every possible form layered over each other, very unsettling to look at too long. he inhaled and sighed "the smell of this chaos gives me great relaxation" he said, with every possible voice at the same time.

[Samuel]

~Sam turned and looked at as it entered.~
"Greetings."

[Darkly Chaotic]

"hello" he said, and with a bending of space/time he appeared next to the Sam.

[Samuel]

"...." ~Was Sam's response to the being's abilities.~ "...What universe do you hail from?"

[Darkly Chaotic]

"all and none, pick one of me and i can tell you" he split off into three forms, one a black liquid like creature, vaguely humanoid. the next a man dressed in red cloak and large red hat, the third an average male around 6 feet with a black hoodie with a skull pattern and cargo pants.

[Samuel]

"ahh, I see, you must be the physical embodiment of everything. You'll feel quite at home here...this is the What the Fuck!? Inn." ~He gestured at the chaos.~ "This is a place where anything can happen-just put your mind to something and poof!" ~Sam leans back in a chair that appears out of nowhere, sipping a martini that mysteriously appears in his hand.~ ""

[Darkly Chaotic]

"nice" the three forms say in unison. with a whirl he simply disappears. a quick glance will show that the forms settled into the boy form and was currently sitting on the ceiling with a glass of water, sipping it.

[Samuel]

"....you look just like me...heh...don't go impersonating me for too long. The people here will catch on sooner or later...WHOA!" ~Sam leans back too hard and falls over in his chair. The martini glass stays floating where his hand left it.~

[Darkly Chaotic]

"n00b" says the boy. he floats up through the ceiling and falls through the floor up to the table. his body rotates as his legs hit the table and he comes to rest sitting there as if nothing had happened, all without spilling a drop.

[Samuel]

~Sam stands up, dusting himself off and grabbing his martini.~ "I wonder when the other forumites are gonna start showing...." ~He shrugs, and enters conversation with the other beings in the lobby. They and he appear to be acquainted rather well...~

[Darkly Chaotic]

with a laugh, the boy reaches out into space and grabs a hold of apparently nothing, but as he pulls a cloak appears and he drapes it around his shoulders, it settles and his form grows into a middle aged man with dark hair and darker eyes, clutched in his hand is a staff with runes carved along the length and a silver ring on the same hand. on the other wrist is a bracelet with shields along the length.

((i wonder if this will get moved to forum games or something... well only way to see is to wait.))

[Samuel]

~Sam shrugs, and goes to rent a room. Grinning, he opens a Rift to room 1337, where he collapses onto the bed and stares at the ceiling.~

[Darkly Chaotic]

a face melts out of the ceiling "you know, staring is bad for your eyes" and thus it was true. down in the lobby, the middle aged man stepped forward and with a sweeping motion of his staff, parted space so that he had a portal to another room fashioned to practice wizardly things.

[Samuel]

"Whatever you say, Everything." ~He began to read a random book pulled out of hammerspace.~