Here's chapter 2! Keeping the ps2's hotel manager and Allyssa PS2 design, but in the ps3 hotels layout. I think that works well. The guys are still in their RGB(seasons 1-3 versions with seasons 1-6 experiences.) incarnations. I'll explain how that's possible in this chapter. Disclaimer: Do you think I own this epicness? I only own Lola. Chapter 2: This is madness…THIS IS HOTEL! As they came to a quick stop front of the Sedgwick, Peter imparted one last piece of "helpful" advice to Lola. "I know this is your first night on the job, but remember to try not to destroy too many of Manhattan's landmarks." "Girl Scout oath I won't. Beside I understand that's your job" Lola said solemnly, causing the other's to snicker as they exited Ecto-1.
"You were a girl scout? When I was a kid I use to want one of those." Peter replied with interest.
Lola looked him over scathingly "What a girl scout uniform?" Ray snorted, trying to cover his laugh.
"Laugh it up. Encourage her. I meant the girl scout." Peter shot Ray a quick 'shut up' look.
Lola crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. "I know what you meant Dr. Venkman." she shot Ray a look. "I thought you were going to control him."
Ray looked abash. "Um sorry. He slipped his leash. Peter stop we need her for at least this job."
As they started toward the door, Peter leaned closer to Lola. "So what about that uniform?"
As Ray opened the shining doors of the hotel Sedgewick, Lola answered. "Not in this lifetime." her answer was accompanied by a not so light step on his foot.
"Oh! You're vicious. Lucky for you I like feisty."
It was the very definition of a grand old hotel. It had marbled floors through-out the lobby, beautiful carvings adorning walls, and … A very angry looking manager heading their way. "I think they know Slimer's back." Ray announced.
Lola seemed distracted by the grandness of the hotel. She'd always wondered how it would be to stay here. But besides the fact her pocket book would never allow her to part with the money, they would never let her in. But the Ghostbusters uniform allowed her access, letting her at least see inside the Sedgewick. "I like this suit."
"Ya' think?" Peter retorted to Ray's statement, as the manager continued towards them. Peter put on his professional airs, then holding up his arms to garner the panicked customer's attention. "Okay. We're highly-paid, highly trained professionals." As everyone looked at them and the manager bore down, Peter whispered." Lola? You stand behind me and try to look highly trained." "When do I get highly paid?" she asked as she did what he asked. "Cute. Very cute." "Thank you, I try." "Sir, If you check the fine print on our invoice-" Peter loved this part of his job. Messing with the clients only came second into saving & dating them.
By the time the manager reached them, he somehow looked even madder than before. "That disgusting green blob is up on the Twelfth floor again, reeking havoc! I demand a full refund right now!" his nasally snobbish voice announced.
"Invoices." Ray corrected. The manager opened his mouth to argue, but when he heard a squeal, he turned to watch Ms. Rodchester the III looking pale & terrified. He turned and hurried to aid the wealthy heiress. Alone, Egon who had been using his PKE the whole time announced to the group. "I'm getting some strange PKE readings. I don't think disturbances are exclusive to the twelfth floor, so I'd like a chance to look around the building a little more."
Peter nodded, smiling with a cutting politeness. "Right, invoices, you'll see that your warranty on rehauntings expired sometime ago. You should've taken the extended service agreement."
"Go ahead, Egon. Slimer shouldn't cause us too many problems. Lola, me, and Peter can handle him." Ray said with his seemingly normal enthusiasm, judging by Peter and Egon's reactions.
"Okay. You guys take the recruit and go bag Slimer." Egon agreed.
Egon stayed in the lobby, while the others headed for the elevator.
As they walked, Lola brought up a nagging question. "Why were you so rude to the manager?"
"He reminded me to much of Walter Peck." Peter answered. "I give. Who's Walter Peck?" Lola asked. "He's a just a guy who doesn't like us very much" Ray calmly said, lacking his usual positive energy. "He's a dickless, pencil-pusher, ex-bureaucratic with a grudge against us. Me in particular." Peter corrected. "Ooookaayyy…" Lola said, slightly uncomfortable with Peter's display of anger.
Ray obviously didn't like that Peter had disturbed her, elbowing him.
"Oww! What? It's true!" Peter cried, rubbing his ribs.
"Not in front of the cadet!" Ray whispered.
"I swear to next person to elbow me," Peter glared at Ray, before looking at Lola. "Or accidentally step on my toes, there's going to be hell to pay."
Finally they reached the elevators. Peter gestured to Lola and the button. Lola leaned over with a huff of annoyance, before stating. "It wasn't an accident". They waited the elevator floor countdown to the lobby.
"Keep it up kid." Peter retorted. Right before the elevator landed, opening to reveal a very pretty black haired, blue eyed woman… ... Who Peter had to make a pass at. "Well excuse me miss, you're perfectly safe now. The Ghostbusters are here." "Never gonna happen, loser." She said, exiting the elevator and walking off to parts unknown. "Sauvé Dr Venkman." Lola observed teasingly. "Part of the job is reassuring the clients." Peter stated. "With you, the female clients especially.' Lola bantered as they got in the elevator. She pressed the button for the 12 floor as Ray & Peter entered. As it started to move Peter turned to Ray. "Proud to ." Ray answered as he switched on Peter's & Lola's pack. Peter then switched on Ray's.
"Dr. Stanz? If you'd do the honors."
Lola had a moment of self doubt as the proton pack sounded powering up. Oh my god what have I done?
"Part of our settlement with the city. Proton packs must remain off in heavily populated areas." Peter explained. "And close quarters. Minimizes the city's liabilities, and satisfies the restraining order the maid here had put on us." Ray finished. "But, that's what we got for shooting a stream of highly charged ion particles at someone. They got all sue-happy!" Peter said jokingly. "I sorta understand the suing thing, but a restraining order? We didn't even burn 'er! There was some redness, but no burning." Ray joked making Lola laugh. Finally they got up to the twelfth floor and stepped out. After taking a look around they decided to head down the hallway to the left of them first, following the screaming from there. "I think he's over there." Ray announced.
"Thank you, Captain Obvious." Peter said in his signature sarcastic tone. Just then a luggage cart rolled around the corner. Peter yelled "There he is!" as shot quickly hoping to hit the flying pusbucket. All he really accomplished was terrifying the poor bellhop who was pushing said cart. "Nice. Now we got another Plaintiff, good going Peter." Ray commented, earning a glare from Peter. Meanwhile, Peter and Ray stood arguing. "Your not gonna shove Lola in front of you if Slimer attacks, are you Peter?" "No I won't. Though I don't know why you made me promise that. I mean come on Ray! I'm the one who always gets slimed whenever the snotball gets out! Beside the rookie's going to get slimed soon or later. Why not make sure this one doesn't pass out from it. Who knows maybe then I'll have someone else to dislike that green, hot dog eating..." "You didn't complain about him a few months ago." "I was fricking POSESSED! By a Bill Murray wannabe no less!" "SSSSHHHHHIIIIIIT!" "Contact!" Ray announced calmly. Ray and Peter lifted their proton sticks, as Lola repeated "Don't fire. Don't fire." Upon facing them Lola dropped. "Fire." she stated as she slid behind them as if she were sliding into home base. Suddenly they fired their streams, destroying most of the pieces of offending furniture. By the time she turned around, everything but one lamp was destroyed, which then committed lamp suicide by diving over the railing of the stairway landing they were on. "What the hell?" Peter screamed. "I found Slimer." Lola gasped, catching her breath. "I found him terrifying a poor bellhop for his room service tray. I fired at the ceiling to warn the bellhop to start running. It worked, but he dropped tray on to the ground spilling to food. Well Slimer didn't like either part of that, and he demonstrated that dislike with this ..." She gasped, waving a hand to the wreckage. "Can we go catch the disgusting green slime ghost now? I want payback."
Meanwhile Lola, not realizing the two had stopped continued heading towards the screams. And had found Slimer.
"Now what?" she asked, before suddenly realizing she was alone and Slimer was staring straight at her. "Umm, good boy?"
Peter & Ray turning in unison, Lola suddenly raced from around a corner, being chased by varying pieces furniture.
"Help!"
"A class 10 poltergeist!" Ray announced excitedly.
Ray and Peter just stared.
Peter smiled. "I may like you yet rookie."
"Lucky me." "Nah. You guys go ahead. I'll stay here and escort any ladies, safely, to their rooms." Peter waved his hand toward the hallway. "Aren't you just a gentleman, Peter." Lola deadpanned. "You know it." With Peter back at the elevators, Ray & Lola went looking for Slimer. They soon found him again. Eating and drinking straight out of the bottles and plates on a room service dolly. "Alright Showtime! We wear him out, then we capture him. That's what your proton stream is for." Ray told her. "It's okay, Rook. I got his signal on the PKE! Do you?" "How do I use that?" "Okay dig it. Your PKE meter is the corner stone of any supernatural investigation. When the middle bar goes up, you're getting close to paranormal activity. Green means trappable ghost, meaning it's not hidden in anything. Red means hidden ghost, meaning it's hiding in an object. Now blue means a cursed artifact. That means the object has some pretty powerful supernatural energy attached to it. The kind of energy that could possibly animate-statues-to-come-to-life-and-kill-you kind. Scan those kinds of objects to mark them for removal." Ray lengthily explained. "Okay." Lola said understanding a little of what he said. "So we're looking for green?" "Basically." Ray said, happy that she understood what he said. He also started to follow the signal he had picked up from Slimer. Lola took out her own PKE meter, but suddenly this weird pair of goggles (they had her put them on in the car she remembered) snapped down over her eyes, starling her. "Ray?" "Oh I guess I forgot to mention that turning on the PKE meter automatically turns on your PKE goggles as well. Sorry." Ray apologized. "Okay, but what do they do?" She questioned while following. "They allow you to see otherwise invisible paranormal activity." Ray answered while still staring at his meter. They were getting close. "Also you can use them to scan ectoplasmic entities slightly better since you only have to be able to see them to scan 'em. THERE HE IS!" They had found Slimer again, gave a brief chase, nearly lost him after he hid in a vase full of flowers, but they had lost him again. Now the PKEs were out, again. Suddenly Lola's went blue. "Ray I think I'm on to something! ... What does blue mean again?" "A cursed artifact." " I'm detecting one now." "Great let's find it!" Ray exclaimed.
"Good. Let's go." Ray said.
Wear him out, huh? Oh, she could do that. So she ran out and blasted at the green butter ball. He ran from her like a mouse from an owl. But she lost him again.
"I was afraid you'd say that. Cursed is never good."
After some searching they found evidence they were following Slimer. He had apparently vandalized a group of vending machines that now were empty and dripping with green slime. "Whoa, he's definitely been here. Looks like he cleaned out all the snacks, too!" Ray quipped as Lola looked for the artifact. "Would a floating service tray be cursed? Cause if it is I found it!" Lola ask as she stared in disbelief at a floating service tray. She wasn't quite sure why this of all things held her in disbelief. "Hey it's the one that bellhop had earlier!" "Well, isn't that a coincidence." Ray said before something crackled in on the radio. "Hello?" Ray answered. "Ray! I DON'T FEEL SO GOOD!" Peter whined over the radio. "Ray, what's wrong with Peter?" Lola said. "Peter?" ray called. "Hello?" Ray called more worried. "Oh boy, we got a man down! Go, go, go!" Ray stated. Before running back the way they had come, they found him by the elevators, unconscious and covered in slime. "He's been slimed…again! Come over here and help me get him up will ya?" "Sure." Lola said, unsure how getting him up into standing position would help. But she helped Ray anyway. "Peter, you okay?" Ray asked. Vaguely Peter opened his eyes and grimaced. "That mutant slimeball snuck up on me. Guh, funktified again!" The radio suddenly came back to life with Egon on the other end. "Ray? You might wanna come down here. Our live-in science experiment is tearing apart the lobby, and he's not alone." "More ghosts? How is that possible? We gave this hotel a clean bill of health, what? Five years ago?" "New people die everyday, Ray." And with that Egon signed off. "Holy guacamole-y! What happened?" "!" Lola said in a rush, panicking. Ray, somehow speaking 'paniclish', then set the flower right on the glowing tray. Suddenly everything stopped and then went back to where it had been before the attack. "How did that happen?" "As I said before cursed artifacts are paranormal powerhouses. If messed with stuff like this happens." "Ok. I think I get it now." "Great! Now we gotta head down to the lobby. Slimer's there and he's got some friends." Ray said stepping into the elevator with Peter following close behind. Once Lola was in it started down. They were almost at the bottom when suddenly Slimer's maniacal laugh was heard and the elevator stopped. "Ok Slimer you've had your fun. Elevator's off limits." Ray called out sternly sounding like a father scolding a naughty child. "I think we're stuck." Ray said after a full two minutes of the elevator not moving. "Gee, you only think?" Peter said sarcastically. He started pushing buttons while chanting 'Are we stuck'. After a few seconds of doing this he asked "Okay is it safe to say we're stuck? Show of hands." Suddenly the doors started opening. "Quick Ray, KILL IT!" Peter shouted, discreetly stepping behind Lola. Egon's head pushed through. "Need some help?"
Ray turned back to Peter and Lola, about to tell them about the new ghosts, only to be greeted with them blasting away at attacking furniture.
Peter let out a dramatic cry of terror, "Oh god Ray it's hideous."
Egon ignored him & helped Lola out of the elevator. "Why do you always fail me, Ray?" "Cuz I think before blasting?" "Since when?" "Hey Mr. and Mrs. Stanz! We have ghosts to bust here!" Lola yelled as she dodged a charging piece of very expensive luggage. "Hey! That was-." Before he could even finish his protest Lola was covered head to toe in slime. "-Hilarious!" "EEEWWWWWWWW! What is this crud?" "That would be ectoplasm otherwise known as slime." Ray explained. "You can shake most of it off your jumpsuit." "Thanks Ray." She answered, following his advice. The slime still clung to her hair. "I'm going to definitely need a shower. Don't suppose you have a girl's bathroom at the firehouse?"
"Nope. Sorry, never thought about it." ray said.
"Rule #2 you don't get one girlie thing." Peter stated.
Remembering the disgusting bathroom, Lola sigh as her shoulders slumped. "I thought you'd say that."
After catching two of the five ghosts (not counting Slimer) in the lobby the rest split up. Slimer headed into a huge room that was directly off of the lobby. The other three went off to parts unknown. "Crud! Ok new plan! Peter, you and the recruit go bag Slimer. Me and Egon will find out where those other ghosts went. Move out!"
