The Devine Motel

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The Devine Motel
Thvortex (talk) 01:03, 31 July 2020 (UTC)
the Devine Motel

Whittenside [81,91]

Gulliver Street School Babb Lane Stovin Place
Gillett Way the Devine Motel Bugg Crescent
Somerside Drive Police Dept Pitt Way Clinker Avenue

Basic Info:

  • Also known as hotels.
  • 50% chance of finding wine.
  • Motels can be barricaded normally.


A rather tall building, about 15 stories high, rough orange brick facade. Now falling into disrepair, windows broken out, especially on the lower floors.

Barricade Policy

VSB, per the Whittenside Barricade Plan

Current Status

2nd May, 2008: Still safe. Generator present but out of fuel. Using this as a stepping stone toward the armoury. Will log details along the route.


Originally, just another hotel in Whittenside, catering to the needs of soldiers from nearby Fort Perryn. As a result, it was quite the den of iniquity back in the day. If a soldier said he had a "divine" time off base, everyone knew what he meant and where he had gone.

After a poor girl was murdered with a teddy bear and the borough mayor (His Honor, I.M. Shaggin) was implicated (either through incompetence, complicity with the fort commandant or actual involvement) a cry went up for reform. Various owners tried to reform the hotel privately, all with varying degrees of success.

Eventually, Father Devine stepped in and was given complete control for the princely sum of $1 US. It was thought if the soldiers "got some religion," this would help restore the tarnished reputation of the Fort and thereby the suburb. There are 2 hotels in Philadelphia that bear his name and pre-zombie Malton looked pretty good to this erstwhile latter day prophet. Military was welcome to stay, but there was no hanky panky upstairs. Men & women were put on separate floors and only were allowed to talk to each other in the lobby. Breakfast was served each morning at 6am-8am only, cold. Prices for a room were VERY reasonable.

The military patrons evaporated overnight, business limped along. Occasionally, enlisted personnel would register in an attempt to join "The 10th Floor Club." Bragging rights were absolutely guaranteed, but impossible to verify.

Unfortunately, as the church continued to preach celibacy and their members continued to age, however, they had to shut down more and more of the floors. This lead, inevitably, to more and more guests sneaking upstairs to join said club.

Now, it is a former shell of itself. At times holy & others decadent, a place where one could find redemption, one now may find consumption, namely yourself.