[01] || [The Evil King Appears] || [Open]

[great_king_of_evil]

Characters: Ganondorf and anyone
Setting: Room 2-16 // Dining Hall // Viewing Stations // Everywhere else
Format: Starting with prose, but I’ll match you
Summary: Ganondorf wakes up and goes off to explore the tower. Room 2-16 and Viewing Station will mostly be serious business, but the Dining Hall part is open to more light-hearted content. Everywhere else is your pick.
Warning: None really unless your name is Link. In that case Ganondorf may try to kill you and to steal your Triforce (no worries, he’ll fail to steal it). Albeit lesser, the risk also exists for the people named Zelda.


Here he was, lying on a bed that was not his own, paralyzed, unable to move. Most people would probably be terrorized- waking up prisoner of their own body, as if some invisible forces were restraining them. But to Ganondorf, this feeling was familiar. It was very similar to what he had felt for hundreds of years, when the Gods had sealed him alongside Hyrule- when they had destroyed their own creation to prevent him from ruling over the Kingdom. Did the Gods seal him again? If yes, that was foolish. He had broken out of their seals twice in the past; a third time would be no problem.

But soon he felt life returning to him- his body was responding to his command once again. He grinned and sat down immediately, looking at the room around him. This definitely wasn’t Hyrule’s Castle, let alone his tower. He frowned as he spotted the two letters. He took them and opened the first one-

‘Your world has been destroyed.’

Whoever wrote the letter was either an idiot, or someone longing to have their life ended. Maybe they were both. It wasn’t a secret to anybody that his world had been destroyed, it was even quite obvious.

‘I saved you.’

If the situation wasn’t so unrealistic and unbelievable, he’d see here a hint that whoever wrote this had good taste. At least, they could recognize worthy people. Alas, at this point this was only aggravating. Not to mention, he didn’t need saving. From anyone.

‘Let’s all be happy here.’

“Ridiculous.”

What a worthless piece of trash. With that, he crumpled the paper and threw it away. He then opened the second letter and read it all. What was written in this one was even more unbelievable- even more pathetic. Was it some sort of divine prank? That was all ridiculous. If this was a trick of those damned Goddesses- It would be only half surprising. Nevertheless, he didn’t crumple this paper, and rather put it aside.

He then opened his truck and found his clothes and weapons. It was all he needed to survive really. In the absolute he didn’t even need them, but for convenience’s sake he preferred to have them.

 • Room 2-16 (Dormitories)
Now wearing his traditional clothes, Ganondorf took a closer look at the room around him. The walls, the ceiling, everything in the room looked sad at best. Whoever designed this place had no taste in decoration. He would have to remedy to that, if that whole story was true and if he were to remain here, which he seriously doubted at the moment.

Upon closer inspection, he took notice of the three other beds. Were they expecting him to share his vital space with some pathetic people, strangers he’d never seen before? Whoever brought him here was delusional if they thought he would comply with such rules. He approached to see if there were people actually sleeping in those beds. If yes, they’re going to be up for a nice surprise upon awakening.

If not, he’ll just head outside of the room already and look around- Before staring in disbelief at the list of names on the screen.

…

 • Dining Hall (1st Floor)
Ganondorf took and ate something tasty for his meal. Needless to say, he puked. So here he was, eating the only food he apparently could digest. He didn’t even need to eat to survive. He was supposed to be immortal. But after leaving his room, he felt compelled to eat. In fact, he hadn’t been that hungry in ages.

…This oatmeal was an atrocity- an affront, a nameless abomination. Where he came from, cooks were killed for less than that. He winced and ate it anyway. He was sitting in a corner and wouldn’t stay long- And the people inhabiting this tower better not bothered him.

 • Viewing Stations (5th Floor)
He hadn’t believed it. He had refused to believe it. He read it, people told him- Whatever, it couldn’t be true, none of this made sense. He was pretty sure it wasn’t a dream and he knew for a fact he wasn’t dead, so this all had to be the making of those twisted Goddesses. It had to be a joke, maybe even a punishment for his actions. Some prison he would have escaped from soon enough.

Yet here he was staring at his homeworld, staring at Hyrule’s once green fields. Even under his reign, Hyrule had never looked that bad. With him on the throne, Hyrule had still been green and prosperous, even if every of the resources had been directed to his castle and to the desert. But now the once prosper land was little more than a wasteland. Nothing alive, nothing left. In fact, it was barely recognizable.

He could even see his homeland from here, the Gerudo Desert. If Hyrule was a wasteland, his birthplace was now a wreck. This was the worst thing they could have done to him. The worst. He’d like to deny it, but every fiber of his being told him he was indeed staring at Hyrule, at the Gerudo Desert. It was truly horrifying, even for him.

He stepped away from that damn machine. The Triforce faintly glowed on the back of his hand. He clenched his fists- If this was real, if Hyrule, if his entire homeworld had truly been destroyed... He knew what he had to do. There was only one way to revive this dead world.

He turned and stormed to the exit. Hopefully nobody would cross his path, or they might end up becoming his stress-reliever.

 • Everywhere else
Ganondorf was now roaming around the tower. Looking left and right, exploring the floors. He was appearing and disappearing pretty quickly, not spending a lot of time at a specific location and totally ignoring the people he met unless they seemed to hold some importance.

Under normal circumstances, this was a mission he’d have given to one of his minion. But for some reason, he was unable to summon any demons or monsters, even the smallest ones. He wasn’t even sure if he could summon his shadow.

Comments

Viewing Stations/5th floor (only 15 minutes for tags? CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.)

[lordoffabulous]

[ He sensed the surge and that familiar tug before Ganondorf had even awoken.

He may or may not be surprised to find a strange man teleporting next to him. Of course, he may be even more surprised by the sheer demonic energy he feels with the other being in the room. ... Kind of feels like the Master Sword, almost. Except not really. Very odd. ]

Allow me to assure you I mean no harm first of all--and secondly, I have been waiting for this moment ever since I arrived here.

[ The flamboyant demon offers him a polite bow. Of course, he's in his casual clothing at the moment (a black turtleneck and a black pair of pants, white scarf), but it's cold here and he doesn't like freezing. ]


I'm positively delighted to meet you. If I am correct... you are Ganondorf, are you not? I have found you again...

I think Ganny will need an aspirin after hearing Ghirahim's story. Or something

[great_king_of_evil]

…

[ That’s really the worst moment for anyone to bother him. Ganondorf stops in his tracks when the demon appears next to him and addresses him. Oh, he can feel the demonic energy emanating from him; and he certainly can feel the similarity with the Master Sword’s aura. Strange, but he could dismiss it on this tower being weird in the first place.

More than that, it’s like he met him before… A feeling of familiarity, so to say. He’s had so many demons and monsters serving him, it was very possible for them to have met before. Yet, he was fairly certain he’d never meet that one. Maybe that’s just a side effect of watching Hyrule’s ruins.

‘Found you again’? Ganondorf frowns and looks at him. ]

How do you know me?

[ He shows nothing of this thoughts and his tone is calm, albeit anger can be felt lingering in his voice. ]

Probably. IT'S OKAY THOUGH HE WILL... idk make it up

[lordoffabulous]

[ Yeah he's kind of sensing that he might have appeared at a bad time whoops. ]

... That is a long story. Though, I believe it may help answer some questions! ... Sadly, none of them about this Tower; more pertaining to you.

[ Unlike most others, however, Ganondorf does get some respect. Actually, he gets quite a bit of it. He can sense that anger, if only slightly. ]

I do seem to have come at a bad time, though... forgive my rashness. I was a bit too eager to find you, it seems. So eager that I simply could not wait! I don't mind waiting, of course, if that is what you wish.

[ Hm. He's still not sure he can consider Ganondorf his Master... yet. No, not until he judges the human for himself. But... but there's still a familiar tug to him to obey and to be considerate so of course he won't impose, either. You can't train that out, after all. It's ingrained. ]

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Pertaining to him? The demon certainly picked his interest. Unanswered questions, he had many. The origins of his powers, why the Goddesses harassed his people. But he’s also wary- wary of anyone who pretends to know more about him that he, himself, does.

And above all, he was wary of people showing too much respect. Those peoples generally ended up being backstabbers. Mind you, he did that to the King of Hyrule. He couldn’t just say just yet if Ghirahim was honest or not. ]

Speak.

[Ghirahim has thirty second to gain, if not Ganondorf’s trust, at least his patience. ]

Random hallway while he's exploring AW YEAH

[sageprincess]

[Once again, Zelda found herself in the library, idly turning the pages of a book she knew would have no answers. There was so little she could do, so little anyone could do, but the effort, no matter how futile, at least kept her from thinking too much on what had happened in recent days. They were given no choice but to continue on, after all.

In the middle of a page-turn, however, she freezes, staring at her hand and the shining triangle that appears upon it for the briefest of moments. Odd, she thinks, the Triforce usually only glows when she's drawing upon its power, or when the three pieces are close together--

... Oh. Oh no.

Like a bolt, she's dashing out of the library as fast as her legs will carry her. She needs to find Link. She needs to find Link now. Perhaps it's the panic setting in, perhaps it's just because she's been through so much stress recently, but the whole world seems to become narrower as she runs, so focused is she on her goal. It's almost as if she's seeing in tunnel-vision.

So she doesn't notice until it's too late that the King of Evil himself is exiting a room, putting himself right in her path.

She stops short and gasps, eyes wide. No matter what the tower did, no matter what that demon lord did, absolutely nothing would ever match the amount of fear this single man could instill in her.]

This obviously can't go well

[great_king_of_evil]

[ A bad day is a bad day. And this one was probably one of the worst days he ever lived. Only outranked by the day the Hero of Time sealed him and the day the Gods flooded Hyrule. That is, until a certain princess crossed his path.

… Zelda? Princess Zelda? It made no sense, she should be dead. She should have died centuries ago. But it was her, there could be no mistake. He could never forget her face. Forget her voice, her words when she ordered the other sages to seal him. He never expected to see her again… Yet here she was. Usually it took him the greatest efforts to find her. Now though, running into hum? That’s certainly an improvement over his old kidnapping methods.

Suddenly, the prospect of being prisoner of this tower became a lot less annoying, and the general weirdness got a lot more pleasant. He grinned to the princess. ]

Princess Zelda.

[ His grin widened and he chuckled as he directed his stare to her right hand. Yes, the Triforce. She had it. Perfect. And no hero around. Absolutely perfect. ]

I’m glad to meet you… again.

What, you mean they /aren't/ going to have a pleasant chat over tea? MY LIFE IS A LIE.

[sageprincess]

[Instinctively, protectively, she clutches her right hand to her chest, covering it with her left.

No. This... this couldn't be real. It has to be another trick of the tower. They've gotten inside her head and are projecting her greatest fears before her - they have to be. And yet... this man seems all too real.

The oppressively evil aura he gives may be slightly different, slightly less mad with power, but it's still him. Ganondorf Dragmire. The Evil King.

And so she does what she did for so many years. She runs.]

Dining Hall

[childhero]

Why does he always run into people here? He supposes it makes sense, since everyone -- or most everyone -- needs to eat, but, still.

Link felt the darkness as soon as he reached the floor, but he was hoping, hoping that he was just imagining things. But, as soon as he walks into the room, there he is. There is that wall of darkness he knows so well, too well, that he thought he'd forgotten. No... No. No. No. This can't be. He can't be here.

For a moment, Link thinks the Goddesses are punishing him again. But then he remembers what Sea and Sky and Zelda said, and he takes a deep breath. There are four of them now. Four heroes, two princesses, and a hero's friend. Whatever he does, whatever he tries to do, they can stop him. They will stop him.

... and, really, the King of Evil looks silly, sitting in a corner making faces as he's eating oatmeal, like a scolded child or something.

But what should Link do? His fists clench at his sides. He takes another deep breath. Well, he came down here to eat. So he should eat.

[great_king_of_evil]

It takes some time for the Gerudo to spot Link. In his mind, he's not even considering it a possibility that the Hero would appear out of nowhere during his meal. So, Ganondorf keeps eating until nothing is left, what happens pretty quickly considering how little he had been given.

That's when he spotted Link. Was that the boy he had met at the Forsaken Fortress…? If it wasn’t, they had to be brothers. But this one reminded him more of a kid he saw once. A kid that got in his path and opened the way to the Sacred Realm… Only to defeat him seven years later. That should be impossible; maybe he’s just confused by that horrendous meal. Even so, there was no possible mistake: that was the hero. A hero.

Every fiber of his being told him to attack the boy. He had to kill the hero while he was here and unprepared. But there were people around, and he knew next to nothing on this place. If this was all a gigantic trap from the Goddesses, he might as well run to his doom. All those years sealed in the Dark World taught him to be less reckless.

So Ganondorf stares the boy. And smiles ever so lightly. A very uncomfortable smile.

[childhero]

Link certainly doesn't look unprepared. He has a shield, one with a mirror-like surface and decorated with a screaming face, as well as a golden sword that is long to him. He's been watching Ganondorf out of the corner of his eyes, muscles tense, as he eats his fruit and meat, so when the King looks to him and smiles, a wild panic flares up within him. He fights it back.

I've beaten him once. I have the Light Arrows, if I need them. I will be okay.

Death isn't permanent here. Link knows this, but Ganondorf doesn't, and likely wouldn't believe him if he told him. He isn't sure if this is a good or a bad thing. I have a feeling, we'll find out... sooner or later.

He continues eating, but does not take his eyes off the King.

And then here's the Link who has no idea who this guy is also they can be in the diningroom

[theherourherocouldbelike]

[Now that everything had been settled with him and one of the other Links, he had been trying to look for ice for the bruise that he had acquired during that whole fiasco. If there was one thing about Zelda that is a constant, is that she can be quite terrifying at times.

He notices Ganondorf sitting off to the side by himself, looking like he was in pain while eating the bland oatmeal. He hasn't seen someone like the other before so he decides to come over and sit across from him, keep the poor guy company.

He smiles.]

Don't worry, you don't have to eat the oatmeal after you have eaten it once before.

Oh god, this took me forever to figure out what to reply xD

[great_king_of_evil]

[ He turned to the boy who sat and addressed him and… It takes him quite a few seconds. To realize who that boy is. To realize what he just did.

Did the hero just sit at his table and comfort him over his meal? This was an affront. Everything so far had been humiliating. Waking up here, the whole situation, but this. That wasn’t the icing on the cake. It was the cake- in the icing. ]

…

[Needless to say, he scolws at the boy. And when he speaks it’s in a low voice, with a controlled anger. ]

...

You shouldn’t mock me, boy.

[ He's just about to take one of his sword. ]

/chinhands

[theherourherocouldbelike]

[Link is actually pretty startled, not gonna lie.]


...

[But the other was looking like he was ready to fight, so Link was going to grab onto the hilt of his sword.]

Random location 8D

[drknss_bnd_lght]

[In his travels, Ganondorf will more than likely end up coming across this Ventus. One that's older and dressed in a black turtleneck and brown capris, hand trailing across a wall or other 'guide' as he walks. It's obvious as to why - the young man's wearing a blindfold.

Impractical in such a place, but it's like Ventus is willing to take it of (even if he could).]

Uh... [He'll stop his travels and turn as soon as he hears the other, head tilting to the side in a silent question before -] Oh. Someone's here.


[...most normal people that can't see tend to ask who is there, Ventus. Not..state something, passively at that.]

<{{Can you please fill this out, too? Makes tagging on my end easier.:) ))

[great_king_of_evil]

[ How peculiar. A boy walking with a blindfold. Maybe he was blind. Maybe not. Whatever.

Nevertheless, this was the first person he met in the tower that wasn’t an hostile or someone from his past. That was clearly an improvement. It didn't feel any more like this place had been created with the sole purpose to drive him mad. ]

... You should take this blindfold off, boy.

[ He’s not snapping or anything- After all he's got nothing against Ventus for now, and he's not one to attack or yell at people without reasons. ]


([ OOC: Alrighty, done =) ])

[drknss_bnd_lght]

... [A head shake, and he's 'looking'at the voice, tensing at first but then relaxing slightly, head cocked to the side thoughtfully. Maybe... not a human, but he wasn't sure. He wouldn't ask though. ] ...I can't. Light hurts my eyes.

[Which was true enough.]

Random location and equally random guy.

[deadliestberet]

Preston sighed as he fiddled around with his goggles out of sheer boredom. Kicking the back of his heels against the wall he was leaning on as the soldier attempted to figure out what to do. There was still so much of this tower to explore, and yet he couldn't really care about the tower itself, only how to leave it. Hooking a gloved finger under his helmet to try and get an itch before kicking himself off of the wall and turning to see Ganondorf coming towards him. Or at least he thinks that the man is coming towards him.

Really? What was with this place and big people?

Asfgdthf- Oh god, I LOVE Bad Company /The only FPS serie I can play

[great_king_of_evil]

Yet another person on his way? Ganondorf had met quite a few people by now, and for the most part he'd rather not have met them. But this one looked… different. This man's clothes looked more sophisticated than what he was used to see. This was a nice change from his homeworld.

And since Ganondorf is a pretty straightforward Gerudo, he says, in a grave voice, the first thing that comes to his mind.

"Your clothing are different."

Really? ^^

[deadliestberet]

Preston raised an eyebrow at the strange...man. He looked a bit smaller up close now that he thought about it. Then again those were probably just Preston's own boots adding an inch or two to his height.

"...Is it?" If the soldier could here Ganon's thoughts then he probably would have thought the person to be even more strange. Sure his uniform was meant to obviously help distinguish him as a soldier, but he wouldn't think it was very sophisticated. Perhaps a bit more clean than when he had first arrived in the tower.

you know what, have pipit too - dining hall!

[biiirrrdsss]

[Hi, Ganny; this knight can tell by the look on your face that you are not enjoying that oatmeal, so he's going to place an apple nearby for you.]

Here; the oatmeal they serve isn't really the best, so this'll get the taste out of your mouth when you're done.
Trust me; it worked like a charm!

[And if anything, it's pretty obvious that this guy has no clue who you are and is just trying to be helpful! It's the Pipit Way, after all!]

Pfffffffffff-

[great_king_of_evil]

... ... ...

[ What with that boy coming out of nowhere and offering him an apple? And are those- the hero's clothes? No, they're different, probably just a coincidence... But they look uncomfortably warm. ]

Appreciated but unnecessary.

[ He's not gonna be an ass to a total stranger trying to be helpful, but he pushes the apple away. ]

:3c

[biiirrrdsss]

Alright, if you're sure.

[He'll take it back, then; Pipit's not the kind of person to force things on others, after all!]

It's too bad they make you choke this stuff down before you can eat anything with flavor, though.

[Also he's not a boy he's a MAN]

300 years later SORRY also room 2-16

[orphans]

[hi ganny how you doin hope you don't mind a p. evil lookin troll walkin in on whatever you happened to be doing at the time

he's also pretty clearly lacking a limb, which has become rather unnoticeable to him by this point, but still remains a glaring weakness to those of his kind. and, really, to anyone who has the least bit of predatory sense. for that, he is wary.

dualscar pauses in the doorway, surveying his alleged guest with a sneer and poorly veiled disdain. while a refreshing change in regards to... general disposition in comparison to majority of the tower's inhabitants, apparently anything not donned in copious amounts of violet is an inferior entity.]

... Evenin'.

It's never too late! /sorry for late reply as well

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Ganon was looking at his blade and getting ready to leave when the troll came in.

A missing limb means two things. First that whatever it is happened, he wasn't strong or good enough to avoid loosing his limb. It's a display of weakness.On the other hand, it means he probably didn't run away cowardly. Unsure.

Whatever it is, that's the first person he meets in the tower... Interesting. ]

...

[ Give him a couple seconds to reply. ]

You are an inhabitant of this tower?

/beats at lateness

[orphans]

Correct.

[he remains tense, his own sword sheathed at his waist, but it remains that way... for the time being. he strides deeper into the room, to sit upon his bed and begin removal of his boots.

while keeping a watchful eye, naturally.]

An' you? A new inhabitant?