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Eikichi Mishina ([personal profile] deathboss) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2012-04-18 01:22 am

1st Song ☠ | Introduction

Characters: Eikichi (Michel) and whatever poor sap would like to talk with him.
Setting: And floor, all the corridors, day and night, it's all up to you, he'll be running around.
Format: I started in prose, but you can pick a style, and I'll match it!
Summary: Eikichi finds himself in the tower and everything is terrible.
Warnings: Eikichi is a warning onto himself.

Victory had never been so bittersweet. After defeating the Great Father, finding out the entire thing had been a bet between Philemon and Nyarlathotep, the world destroyed and with Maya stuck by the spear ending her life, all that had remained was a chance giving to them to go back in time. However, they'd have to give up their memories their friendships of each other. Considering the fate of the world and their friend was at stake, it was a heavy price that Eikichi did not mind to give up willingly. After all, friendship was more powerful than the bonds of space and time, he thought and even if they had not met as children, he was certain they'd see each other one day again.

But now, here he was, inside a tower and a note that his world had been destroyed. No shit, it had been destroyed. Needless to say, Eikichi wasn't too pleased. Goddamnit, all of this, everything around him, a cruel joke, ALL FOR NOTHING?! Had this been Philemon's fault...oh just wait until that butterfly masked asshole came to talk again, he was going to get a fist to the face.

Well, now that he was here, he could make the most of it, he supposed. Eikichi wasn't expecting to find his friends - what with the word having ended, after all, and somewhat guilty that he still had his memories intact. Hopefully the world ending hadn't been his fault. He'd never forgive himself--yeah best not to think about it. He opened up his trunk and found his guitar case in thirty or so smaller pieces. Yet it looked somewhat easy to rebuilt, even for him, and before long the pieces clamped together like a jigsaw puzzle. The Lgendary Guitar Case was made whole again. Swinging it over his shoulders, he closed the door to his room, and walked out.
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[personal profile] nomnommom 2012-04-19 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ridley sputters at this sudden foul cloud of vapor affronting his nostrils, body, and general existence. He squawk-coughs a couple of times, then lunges forward, and swings a hand at this foolish dragon that DARES to do this.

SPACE PIMPSLAP TIME.]
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[personal profile] nomnommom 2012-04-26 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Ridley flails and screeches under that strike - heat. HEAT. Heat is bad. Heat brings up really bad memories. Water. Water... Hot water. Scalding hot water.

He scrambles to get away from it, down on all fours, and glares at Eikichi for a moment before a glow begins to grow in his mouth, and a beam of plasma soon erupts, heading for the damnable human and his stupid pet.]