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[whereinthefloors]

Username/Display Name: un: Ʉ₦₭₦Ø₩₦ // dn: 🕵
Server Channel: #breadcrumbs
Time: 5 o'clock somewhere

I heard there's some priceless artifacts up for grabs in this hotel, so if you don't mind, I'll be making them mine. Sorry, but it's a jungle out there, and I don't plan to stop until I've stolen the most precious things in this dimension. What can you stand to lose?
To start, I'll be taking these palm trees but not to Palm Springs - after all, they're wasting away again here.
What's missing? If you can't figure it out, then maybe you can blame this woman.
This isn't a mirage, I promise, but you might find one in my new home. When it's ready, I'll send you a housewarming invitation: make sure to bring the lime wedges.

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Following the clues to Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville will reveal that there indeed are no longer palm trees. There is also no more Margaritaville. There is no Jimmy Buffet. There's just -Ville, a completely grey shell of a restaurant face that no longer serves food, alcohol, or catchy tunes. Actually, it's not even a shell: There's a strange vacuum-like swirly coalescing in the remains of Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville, though it cannot be entered even by those whose powers would normally allow them to do so (for the moment, at least). Across the hall, in the mouth of a Rainforest Cafe tiger statue, is a typed note:

The chase is on, but don't worry: I'll keep drip-feeding you clues to keep things from getting boring. Until then, bean seeing you soon.

The story will continue later in February!! Consider this a teaser, but please have fun with the clues and information given! Become detectives on this very post or spin off into your own spheres as you like.))