In the Land of Tescia.

Heart nods. ''There's no choice but to wait here and stay hidden. And I'm fine with that. As long as we don't get found..''

She nods and goes through her backpack, giving her an apple and some nachos. ''Here you are,'' she says. ''It might not be enough, but it's better than nothing.'' She smiles.

"You know I'm not the best of thinkers, that's why I have you!" Schnickelfritz growled, exasperated. "And a fat lot of good you did. No point in waiting any longer. We should start getting people into the lobby. I have an idea."

"You expected a useless sushi man to be smart?" said Sushi with a hint of bitterness in his voice. "But what's your idea? Am I needed for it, or can you handle it yourself, sir?"

"I'd like as much help as I can get. But perhaps splitting up would be the better option. I want you to go through the floors and get as many people as you can." he said, heading to the stairs. "And you can start at the top, you're younger than me."

"Okay... Wait sir, you forgot your false teeth... Anyway, yes ma'am, I mean sir, I mean mister..." Sushi sprinted up the stairs in top speed (sushi is healthy because of seafood and all that), and once he reached the top, he knocked rather loudly on each door, and screaming something about the zombies having have arrived, hoping that gets them to get out rather quickly.

Schnickelfritz sprinted down each passage, rapping on all the doors and telling them all to get into the lobby. After 10 minutes, he and Sushi arrived in the lobby with a good 80 confused guests.

It didn't take long to get back to Hidden Palace, the mysterious district of Tescia that only its staff could enter. Truthfully he never fully understood the intricacies of Tescia's systems, but he knew enough to get by. Something like the Random Hotel would be easy to unlock, but Tescia had a strange system of hiding many of its rooms and guests in an underground storage area, the Wacky Workbench.

Lan soon saw this was not the case, and, confused, decided that he'd need to call in to whoever got left in charge of the place to see how they got the place locked up. A few loading screens passed, and it appeared Schnickelfritz had managed to rule over the hotel. As a member of the Hall of Heroes, this was fine, but if he was getting chaos to blare, he'd have to take action. After trying to call Schnickelfritz's office suite ("Someone must have disconnected his desk phone"), he decided to access the interior cameras and see if he could find the sultan and get to the bottom of things.

She nods and gaps quietly as she was jolted along with *ShiningStar*, followed with her, trying to keep up with her pace as they ran to the Piantabox.

Can I join?

Sushi did a quick headcount. "Er, Schnickelfitz, didn't you say there were supposed to be 100 people here? We've got about 20 missing."

"Hm, for once, it seems you're right." He said, sighing. "Ah, well, they're loss. I'm not about to climb those stairs again, I'm too old for this."

He managed to hush all the confused guests and get it down to a dull roar. He deducted that Lan, being the most personable admin (or at least the most newb friendly) would have been the one to greet the new recruits. He also knew they'd need to be in the Hotel, and that Lan, noticing it having locked down, would have returned to the Hidden Palace. His hunch was correct, and in a few moments the security cameras began swivelling sporadically. He hopped up on a table and threw a nearby Danish at the camera.

"Hey! Lan! Get us out of here, if you please!"

"Er, sir, I could give you a piggy-back ride for the other 20 people. As for you Lan, er, yeah, we don't really like dying so it would be great if you could do the hero and save us."

"Well, if living is really that important," he said jokingly to himself. With a few presses, the door to the Random Hotel was unlocked, and with it many of the members flooded out like Starbucks was having a sale. Sushimo had gotten Schnickelfritz on his back just in time, as the mob of poster crashed through Sushimo, protecting the Chairman of Cheese from harm.

Lan decided to leave it to the cheese master and his sushi apprentice to get everyone back inside orderly. In the meantime, he was going to eye up the Piantabox, the social gala of Tescia, and see if any friends arrived on the premises.

"But first, I'm going to go grab that danish. No food should go to waste."

"Alright. Bu what about those new members? Did they get slammed with a banhammer or something? Who are they? Do they hate sushi men?"

After a minute of pure chaos, Schnickelfritz hopped off Sushi's back, rather unorthodoxly, at that. he dusted himself, and turned around to see Sushi collapsed on the ground, heaving.

"Ah, what's wrong with you? Get up, this isn't the time to be lazy!" He pulled his compatriot up and marched outside. "Now how are we going to get the attention of all these people?"

After grabbing the danish and cleaning it up, he walked back outside. Schnickelfritz and Sushimo had not noticed him, just as planned. Lan had been waiting to see the sultan do more than just swing; he wanted to see him in a situation of authority, and he was doing a decent job as he spoke to the masses of the Random Hotel.

'Well, as much as I'd like watch, I better see how things are in the Piantabox,' Lan thought to himself. The Piantabox, or more officially, the TSC Chatbox, was designed as a place for all Tescians to talk and relate and do whatever. It was like the Random Hotel, except no one lived in it. It had gone through many changes over the years, and more than once had someone tried to conquer it, but only the elegant Pianta had managed to keep it her namesake. Satisfied with Schnickelfritz's command, he left, hoping things were under control.

Sushi shakily got to his feet, mumbling something about how he should probably resign. However, once he calmed down and got caught his breath, he grabbed a bottle of oil he used for making new types of sushi, made a circle of oil around the general crowd of running, then threw his burning chopsticks on the oil which quickly spread and made a circle of fire (Am I making sense?) which contained everyone. "Well, I'm not good with big loud voices, so I recommend you tell them whatever's going on, sir."

"Brilliant idea," Schnick said. "Let's calm the people down by starting a fire. Well, in any case, it got their attention."

Without warning, he stood on top of Sushi again.

"AHEM." He said loudly. "Mental Gen?"