[b] Lord De Gravee[/b]

[@MonsieurShade] 
The lord walked around the lobby, checking the monsters as they fled into their rooms, others coming down from their suites. He noticed a mummy walking into the bar, the elusive shapeshifter drinking blood off the ground, "Each to his own taste I see," he said aloud. The Lord greeted one family that horribly resembled the [i]Adams family[/i]. They looked more like a middle-class family in cheap holiday customs and lame make ups. He nodded at them and then continued pacing in the lobby when a figure approached him from behind, sounding a cough.

"Oh! we have met, you must be the charming wendigo, I thank you for assisting the angel guy. It is very kind of you indeed. Now Now, how may I reward you? you seem in a terribly bad lust for meat don't you? I know just the thing." The Lord gestured in a slow and cunning matter for the wendigo to follow him away from the lobby, and into the back of the staircase. There, a door was opened and the Lord walked down into a winding staircase.

Moments later they were at a chamber that resembled a chapel, there was some dug holes and boxes around, "ignore these, come follow me." The Lord walked into another chamber that seemed a bit more illuminated and clean, the floors were white, the walls covered with glass, "Welcome to my Flesh Fridge! Suit yourself, just don't tell anyone about this room, the guests tend to grow overambitious when it comes to human flesh, plus we have half-humans like yourselves."

The Lord grabbed a chair and sat to watch wendigo, call it a sick sport, "Bon Appétit". 


[b]Snazzy The Reaper[/b]

[@akje] 
Grim Reapers are very mysterious beings, it is said they are born of death itself, personification of the concept itself. Others say they are angels made by god to reap his creations' souls. But all tales confirm one thing, Grim Reapers are bad bartenders, and Snazzy is willing to prove this wrong tonight. 

*Cue cocktail mixing music that is only heard by the audience and 4th wall creatures, including Snazzy, Like and the John Doe.* 
 [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIMSBTDyXfs] MUSIC [/url]

The reaper squinted his empty eye-sockets at the shapeshifting being before him, she was hot, he thought. Snazzy licked the fingers laying on the glass and bit them gently one by one off the glass, all why keeping eye-socket contact and music constantly playing closer and closer to the base drop. 

Snazzy took the glass and inspected it, "Hmm, genuine angel blood, the blood of my brethren of light." Snazzy threw the glass in the air, in slow motion he took another glass and perfectly captured all the falling blood, in slow motion, then added berries and lemon into the glass, transferred it to the The Boston Shaker.

*BASS DROP*

Snazzy then rapidly shook the cocktail shaker, eye-sockets still on the Like, the music growing more and more European. Snazzy then emptied the contents of the Boston Shaker into a huge mug and added ice, and drops of RUSSO-BALTIQUE VODKA and some IORDANOV VODKA into the mix, he ended it with leaves of mint and petals of lavender. 

Snazzy presented the drink to Like, as the music dramatically stopped and everyone in the Hotel floor peered their heads at the scene. 

"I present to you, [i]THE REAPER'S ANGEL LIQUID ELIXIR.[/i]"