Eridan Ampora ♒ chronicAugustus (
chronomancer) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-01-28 12:47 pm
This wasn't part of the plan...
Characters: Eridan and YOU.
Setting: Room 1-10; Dormitory Hallways, attmepting to head towards the cafeteria.
Format: Starting with Action tags, but I'll match your preference.
Summary: In which Eridan wakes up and Is Not Dead, followed by a self-pity storm, followed by a bit of exploration. And oatmeal.
Warnings: Ridiculous amounts of self-pity. Additional warnings will be added as necessary.
Room 1-10.
[Eridan was not having a good day. For one thing, he was having a day in the first place. Which wasn't supposed to happen. He knew that much. For another, looking into the trunk at the feet of the bed he'd woken up in - his? - he found his Time Reels. Completely unreeled. So he's trying really hard not to go into meltdown at the whole situation by carefully trying to fix his damn reels back as they should be. Which wasn't really working out all that well.
So there he is, sitting on his own bed, tangled beyond hope in what seems like miles of film, trying to carefully reel it all back in place. And very casually hyperventilating at the fact he was alive. He really wasn't supposed to be, dammit.]
Dormitory Hallways.
[Having given up on fixing his reels - right now - Eridan chose to explore a bit and see what kind of people were around. He walks around the dormitory hallways, with this defensive, "I have no fucking idea where I am" expression on his face, feeling unnerved and lacking in weapons or defenses.
But he's hungry and the letter said he could find food at the cafeteria, which is where he's hoping to go. At some point. When he stops being hopelessly lost and jumpy about every shadow in the corridors.
Hey, he's not the Hero of Space, alright? Cut him some slack. ...please?]
Setting: Room 1-10; Dormitory Hallways, attmepting to head towards the cafeteria.
Format: Starting with Action tags, but I'll match your preference.
Summary: In which Eridan wakes up and Is Not Dead, followed by a self-pity storm, followed by a bit of exploration. And oatmeal.
Warnings: Ridiculous amounts of self-pity. Additional warnings will be added as necessary.
Room 1-10.
[Eridan was not having a good day. For one thing, he was having a day in the first place. Which wasn't supposed to happen. He knew that much. For another, looking into the trunk at the feet of the bed he'd woken up in - his? - he found his Time Reels. Completely unreeled. So he's trying really hard not to go into meltdown at the whole situation by carefully trying to fix his damn reels back as they should be. Which wasn't really working out all that well.
So there he is, sitting on his own bed, tangled beyond hope in what seems like miles of film, trying to carefully reel it all back in place. And very casually hyperventilating at the fact he was alive. He really wasn't supposed to be, dammit.]
Dormitory Hallways.
[Having given up on fixing his reels - right now - Eridan chose to explore a bit and see what kind of people were around. He walks around the dormitory hallways, with this defensive, "I have no fucking idea where I am" expression on his face, feeling unnerved and lacking in weapons or defenses.
But he's hungry and the letter said he could find food at the cafeteria, which is where he's hoping to go. At some point. When he stops being hopelessly lost and jumpy about every shadow in the corridors.
Hey, he's not the Hero of Space, alright? Cut him some slack. ...please?]

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Wwhy is kind a the biggest one, but I guess there really isn't an answer fer that. Wwhat's it like here, anyway?
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Ath for what it'th like... Every floor ith different. The food ith on the bottom and the rethpite blockth on top. Motht of the floorth in between are dangerouth in thome way, though thome of them are cool.
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[Eridan scowls. So. Okay, slowly getting used to the idea of not being dead. Enough to be annoyed at the idea of being alive for someone else's amusement.]
Wwe can explore them?
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[And most land trolls know better than to go about asking to run into a seadweller anyway. He shrugs.]
Wwhat's in the dark room?
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[He assumed this Eridan probably couldn't swim. It wasn't like Sollux had any intention of going near the water if he could avoid it. Too bad he'd been assigned to clean the pool]
There'th thome kind of monthter, I don't know. It'th not usually there, but I heard it'th really nathty if it showth up.
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[He looked thoughtful.]
So the monsters are real, then. I'm guessin they're not like the ones you fight inside the game, though. Right?
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[Nod] Thome of them are. I thaw thome impth, jutht like in the game, but there are lotth that are nothing like oneth in the game.
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[Eridan looked pretty disgruntled at the prospect. But without a riffle and his Time Reels in a mess... hell, he'd conform with a shovel, really.]
Yeah, wwe played the game. But it didn't turn out too wwell.
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Yeah, okay.
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He nods and gestures towards the stairs]
You'll have to eat thith shitty grain thtuff firtht, thorry.
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[Eridan sounds put out, but there's a bit of legitimate curiosity underneath that.]
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Thometimeth it'th interethting, I guethh. And AA ith alive here, tho that'th a huge pluth. Altho my Anthethtor ith here, tho I got to meet him, and that'th pretty cool.
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[He nods, though he still looks uneasy.]
I guess I just keep expectin the other shoe to drop.
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...Thpeaking of other shoeth, you should probably thtay away from Dualthcar. Ith he thtill your anthethtor where you come from?
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[Well, that's one hell of a shoe to drop, thanks, Sollux.]
I'll stay awway from him.
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[Eridan smiles thinly, clearly not very willing to dwell on the subject much.]
He sounds like an asshole.
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