we gather together (backdated to Friday)

[scriptures]

Characters: Ancestors!
Setting: Floor 14 (Media Room)
Format: Action
Summary: MOVIE AND BONDING TIME. The Disciple has posted a note on the door of every Ancestor asking them to come to floor 14, without any explanation as to why.
Warnings: TOO MANY. Language, possibly violence, possibly sadness, possibly everything. I'll edit this list as needed.

[The Disciple sits on one of the couches, legs pulled her chest and eyes trained on the door as she waits expectantly. She hopes they all show up. This was just such a wonderful idea and maybe they could all get along. This Tower could mean new beginnings and she just hopes it will. With all of the bad stuff that happens, everyone should really stick together.]

Comments

[grandhighblood]

[Dead eyes at the whole lot. An...experiment...ok. He can kind of tell that some of them are sort of...staring at him, which is normal. They're used to seeing highbloods show up only to try and kill them, so yeah, totally fine. Let them squirm.

A particular brownblood is glared at, but mostly ignored. ]

And just how motherfucking far did you all get in on your investigations, about this, Neophyte? [He doesn't immediately assume that it's the work of a troll already in the room, but was organized perhaps by a third party, but the possibility of the first one isn't completely forgotten either.]

[legislacerates]

One of our number [by which she means "one of the many trolls running nilly willy around this tower"] has decided to test whether so many trolls can coexist peacefully.

[she sounds pretty doubtful about it herself.]

The idea itself is harmless, if not naive.

[grandhighblood]

[Raises an eyebrow though it's hard to tell through all that hair and makeup. A troll's idea, now was it?]

Sounds like a motherfucking lowblooded shitty plan all cooked up by that Signless motherfucker, if I had to take a guess at it... [Nudges her back with his arm.] Attending, Neophyte? Is that why you're motherfucking hanging out here?

[legislacerates]

Investigating. [it's a mild correction.] How could I not when an invitation appeared on the door to my respiteblock?

[yeah she's not touching the signless stuff if she can help it--she's already incredibly mindful of the 69 emblem she wears around her neck, out of sight, and she has a feeling it will be better for both signless and his supporters if she doesn't broadcast her allegiances.]

[grandhighblood]

Heh, of course. Investigating. [he ducks under the doorframe a little to allow himself in, straightening up to his full height of eight feet. On his way in, he most likely bumps Redglare inside with him. So rude, highblood.]

I'll be motherfucking sure not to get in your way, Neophyte, and I expect an interesting report of your motherfucking observations by the end. As per usual.

[legislacerates]

[so rude indeed!! she kind of shuffles to the side so she doesn't get totally run over, though.]

I would expect no less, Highblood. I'm sure you'll have something to laugh about by the end of the night.

[grandhighblood]

I'm already motherfucking laughing, and shit hasn't even gone down yet. Can't wait.