Hotel California
They say that somewhere in western America, some say in Utah, others say on the California coast, there’s a small motel on the side of the road.
When you go inside, it’s decorated in very common hotel attire, with the paneling and old fashioned key-lock doors.
The thing is, there’s a room in there for everybody. Everybody has a reservation for exactly when they show up, and the number of rooms available is always one more than the number of people there. One person to a room, that is the rule.
It’s said that the song “Hotel California” is based off this motel, though you *can* leave this particular motel.
I wouldn’t advise looking at a mirror for at least a month after doing so, though.
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Does anybody else find this story kind of creepy cause when I was about 5 years old I went and stayed at the hotel California and my parents told me not to look in the mirror but I made the mistake of looking anyway and what I saw I cannot un saw it was a long dark figure he looked a little like slender man but he had eyes they weren’t just any eyes they were bright blue they were beautiful and terriffing I call him jeffery
Hotel California is about hell you are always there and the beautiful face is the head of the satanist church so I personally get it listen to the song and you will know what im talking about
Hotel California is actually about being trapped in a cycle of addiction and hedonism. “You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.” The connection to Anton LaVey has been directly disputed by Don Henley.
WHO WAS MIRROR?
WHO WAS MIRROR?!
but who was mirror?
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
‘this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the captain,
‘please bring me my wine’
He said, ‘we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…
Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ‘we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
‘relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!
It took 20 guitars to make that song (or so I’m told in my guitar class). TWENTY. GUITARS. Yet someone decided that a creepypasta had to be made, and an uninformative one, at that. So disappointing. The song has the potential to be a great horror movie. The idea that you can never leave. What’s keeping you from leaving? Does the exit door lead to the entrance door? Is it a portal, like in the game Portal? I’m just going on with nonsense now, I’m tired and such, but oh well. I NEED ANSWERS AS TO WHY A SONG THAT TOOK SO MUCH EFFORT TO MAKE HAS BEEN TURNED INTO AN UNINFORMATIVE, ROOKIE PASTA!
1 point for not knowing what the crap happened
This is kinda creepy. I don’t this this person had to involve the song Hotel California.
Here are the lyrics, guys;
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
“This could be Heaven or this could be Hell”
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
“Please bring me my wine”
He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine”
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said “We are all just prisoners here, of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
“Relax, ” said the night man,
“We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave! “
My first thought when I read the “there’s a room for everyone” was Doctor Who…
boolshit geddit *peter griffin laugh* PS I am 10 years old
this is so tool bait material. what happens if i look in the mirror? are my eyes sunken, souless pits? will i go mad with insanity and rip my hair out till my scalp bleeds? or will i see demons everywhere around me, mindlessly killing everyone i come in contact with? finish the damn thing
so…if i were to host a gigantic rave…at this hotel…with a ton of people…BY GEORGE, I’VE GOT IT! *calls up friend* party. Hotel California. Tonight. WE HAVE BEDS
I don’t think that was creep at all.
Needs to be finished like Slenderman.
Dear God…this grammar…
That sounds like the doctor who episode S06E11 : The God Complex.
Mirrors on the ceiling…
Big champaigne on ice.
She said, “We are all just prisoners here”
“of our own deivce”
In the master’s chambers, they
gathered for the feast.
They stab it with their, steely knives but they just can’t kill the beast!
Next thing I remember, I was running for the door.
I had to find a passage back, to the place I was before.
“Relax,” said the night man.
“We are, programmed to recieve”
“You can check out anytime you like”
“But you can never leave!”
Tht means Hotel Californiavis actually hell. Listen 2 th lyrics and ull c
I read the back of a shampoo bottle when I took a shit this morning. I liked it a lot better than this.
Uh, what!? I’m not usually a negative person but I didn’t enjoy nor understand this one at all.
this song isent creepy its just weird
this song isent creepy at all its just weird
hotel california was a state hospital in camarillo, california. a member of the eagles was admitted there for his alcohol addictions.
yeah.
*BOOM* there goes my mind
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
That song is one of the WORLD`s best song!
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
she’s got the Mercedes Benz, uh
she’s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
that she calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard
sweet, summer sweat
some dance to remember
some dance to forget.
So I called up the captain
“Please bring me my wine.”
He said, “we haven’t had that spirit here since
nineteen sixty-nine.
And still those voices are calling from faaar away.
Wake you up in the middle of the night
just to hear them say
Welcome to the Hotel California.
Such a lovely place
(such a lovely place)
such a lovely face.
They livin’ it up at the Hotel California.
What a nice surprise
(what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis……
that is such a bad song
Much like your life.
you live in a hole -_-“
i did not get this story, well i did i just didin’t like it.
Its an myth about an motel. And if you still dont understand, listen to the song. Its called “Hotel california”
WELCOME TO THE HOTEL UTAH/CALIFORNIA
dude, it must be cali, I’ve lived in Utah before and I’ve never seen one… if it’s in utah must be in the Slenderman Forest!
Is it hotel transylvania?
OMG, I wanna see that movie!! Hotel Transylvania!!!
Doctor Who much?
… Praise him…
It would have been more interesting if it had been put into a story.