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towerofanimus2012-02-06 01:12 am
lordoffabulous) wrote in towerofanimus2012-02-06 01:12 am
[o1] ✦ Laughing off everything ✧
Characters: Ghirahim (lordoffabulous) and his roomies at room 1-02, or whoever else!
Setting: 1: Room 1-02, 2 wandering the halls and floors; exploring! Also, this is post the present event, just to give a little timeline.
Format: Baby I can go any way you can go, but action spam is generally faster~
Summary: Ghirahim wakes up in the Tower. He is not a happy Demon Lord, not at all. He then proceeds to go exploring, hoping to learn a bit more about his surroundings.
Warnings: ... Ghirahim. Sparkles. Glam. Fabulous. In all seriousness, MAJOR spoilersprobably IN THE FIRST THREAD for Skyward Sword!
[1 - Room 1-02]
[ The sleep paralysis hadn't frightened him. Truthfully, NOTHING frightened Ghirahim; he was rather a bit of a madman in his own right, and to be frightened by something that he had been attempting to achieve in the first place, albeit in a sort of different way, would make his position to his Master rather... unnecessary.
Speaking of his Master? He was furious. How dare that Sky Child stand in his way, time and time again? He SHOULD have killed him. ... But truthfully, he had failed on that front, as a servant and as his Master's second in command. Because... he didn't kill Link yet.
Frustrating. Aggravating. So many other words. But he'd deal, for now.
So when he awoke, the first thing he did was read the letter, crumple it up, and laugh. If his roommates were awake or there to see it, they would notice Ghirahim begin digging through his trunk, continuing to laugh quietly. He wasn't bothered by the suit, to be honest.
He's definitely one of the stranger looking types with that haircut, one pointed ear and the one round one... but if you thought that was odd, you haven't seen much yet. Anyone with any sort of extra senses will be able to feel he isn't human in the least; far, far from it. But one can't QUITE pin what they might feel, it's between something... demonic, but not quite. ]
[2 - Exploring and teleporting about the Tower ]
[ After he'd had some time to clean up, it was time to figure this place out. (Read: put on his make up, change his clothes--though he didn't find the suit terribly irritating, he DID like his usual one more--and then proceed to, of course, brush his hair. Lipstick, eyeliner, the whole nine yards.) Somehow, he felt tired, but that was fine. It was a new day. He would ascertain his surroundings before making any decisions on how to punish whoever was foolish enough to 'save' him.
Wherever this was, he set off from the dorms, quietly exploring the other floors. By foot?
Oh, of course not! Not if he could help it, anyway. Once he's gotten his bearings, you may be surprised to find a man teleporting (looking just like this, clothes to how he appears in front of you with magic) in front of you in the rooms where teleportation inside them, but not outside, is possible.
In fact, he seems to be looking to have a bit of a... conversation. ]
You, there. Indulge me for a moment, won't you? These collars. HOW do you get them off? I realize they went to the trouble of matching my outfit, which I can certainly appreciate, but it's... constricting.
[ ooc: please specify a floor and 1 or 2 in the title! ♥ Also, again, please tell me if spoilers bother you and I will try to keep away from them! ]
lordoffabulous) and his roomies at room 1-02, or whoever else!Setting: 1: Room 1-02, 2 wandering the halls and floors; exploring! Also, this is post the present event, just to give a little timeline.
Format: Baby I can go any way you can go, but action spam is generally faster~
Summary: Ghirahim wakes up in the Tower. He is not a happy Demon Lord, not at all. He then proceeds to go exploring, hoping to learn a bit more about his surroundings.
Warnings: ... Ghirahim. Sparkles. Glam. Fabulous. In all seriousness, MAJOR spoilers
[1 - Room 1-02]
[ The sleep paralysis hadn't frightened him. Truthfully, NOTHING frightened Ghirahim; he was rather a bit of a madman in his own right, and to be frightened by something that he had been attempting to achieve in the first place, albeit in a sort of different way, would make his position to his Master rather... unnecessary.
Speaking of his Master? He was furious. How dare that Sky Child stand in his way, time and time again? He SHOULD have killed him. ... But truthfully, he had failed on that front, as a servant and as his Master's second in command. Because... he didn't kill Link yet.
Frustrating. Aggravating. So many other words. But he'd deal, for now.
So when he awoke, the first thing he did was read the letter, crumple it up, and laugh. If his roommates were awake or there to see it, they would notice Ghirahim begin digging through his trunk, continuing to laugh quietly. He wasn't bothered by the suit, to be honest.
He's definitely one of the stranger looking types with that haircut, one pointed ear and the one round one... but if you thought that was odd, you haven't seen much yet. Anyone with any sort of extra senses will be able to feel he isn't human in the least; far, far from it. But one can't QUITE pin what they might feel, it's between something... demonic, but not quite. ]
[2 - Exploring and teleporting about the Tower ]
[ After he'd had some time to clean up, it was time to figure this place out. (Read: put on his make up, change his clothes--though he didn't find the suit terribly irritating, he DID like his usual one more--and then proceed to, of course, brush his hair. Lipstick, eyeliner, the whole nine yards.) Somehow, he felt tired, but that was fine. It was a new day. He would ascertain his surroundings before making any decisions on how to punish whoever was foolish enough to 'save' him.
Wherever this was, he set off from the dorms, quietly exploring the other floors. By foot?
Oh, of course not! Not if he could help it, anyway. Once he's gotten his bearings, you may be surprised to find a man teleporting (looking just like this, clothes to how he appears in front of you with magic) in front of you in the rooms where teleportation inside them, but not outside, is possible.
In fact, he seems to be looking to have a bit of a... conversation. ]
You, there. Indulge me for a moment, won't you? These collars. HOW do you get them off? I realize they went to the trouble of matching my outfit, which I can certainly appreciate, but it's... constricting.
[ ooc: please specify a floor and 1 or 2 in the title! ♥ Also, again, please tell me if spoilers bother you and I will try to keep away from them! ]
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That is simply ridiculous. Perhaps you just haven't tried hard enough to find them. Of course, given that humans have absolutely no proper grasp of decent magic, I assume no one's tried the substandard type yet... because obviously they don't want the easier things to work, those scoundrels...
There is always force as well.
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What is 'decent magic' to you? It may differ from what I know.
[Other than his Personas, there's the magic he's learning from Aqua.]
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... Actually, don't forgive me, because I'm completely right! As usual. It would be rather refreshing for a change of pace from scurrying mice and little mewling children begging to their Goddess to save them.
[ Very much so. He's quite tired of the humans he DID know... though admittedly, it has been few. ]
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As long their Goddess do something, or they do something if she didn't.
[Perhaps he's still worried about his friends back in the Underworld. Did they try to haggle a deal with the goddesses in his absence?]
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[ He sighs, expression melancholy. ]
Whenever I think of Hylia lowering herself to the body of a mere mortal, it saddens me... the blood of a Goddess is nothing like that of a human. Nothing...
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But it's still unfortunate that you lost an worthy adversary.
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Unfortunately, so it goes. Truly, wasted potential... but I've no idea what she saw in your kind. All you did was run to her instead of fight. It was pathetic.
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[Pretty much that.]