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towerofanimus2012-04-29 08:47 pm
viditlibertas) wrote in towerofanimus2012-04-29 08:47 pm
☆ A Gloomy Person
Characters: The Anguished One, and anyone else pulled in.
Setting: Floor 38, the upper lounge, and floor 36, where the staircase crumbles.
Format: Any is fine, it's up to you guys. :|b
Summary: For all he knows, he fell during the fight with Polaris. Time to dwell on this! And then later, getting stumped by stairs.
Warning: Sorta-jittery staralien waxing poetic on his angst, followed by also jumping being a very new activity.
The world he knew was now out of his reach. It was gone from him, he could feel it.
Awakening in such a condition had left him more rattled than he had ever felt, but it wasn't the sinking despair of failure, not really...it was how cut off he was. His instinct had been to call for his demons, or to teleport back to the the Shining One's side, but nothing answered. He was alone in a strange room, within some other world, and last he could recall was the true face of Polaris staring them down. Only then did he truly despair at the amount of loss he'd suffered, but it wasn't the same sort of terror most would have felt. He had known their gamble from the start. If they had failed, then he was forced to accept it.
[Floor 38]
But, why was he still conscious? Was this some strange punishment, enacted by Polaris? Maybe he was still at the record, and the others were outside, still fighting? His priority became to find some sort of view outside, but when he arrived on the lounge floor, his insides seemed to still. The Anguished One approached the glass, peering out in to the nothingness...then sat down in front of it, curling his arms around his knees and kept watching.
He decided then that he had been foolish for ever trying to challenge Polaris.
[Floor 36]
After spending quite some time sorting out the gravity of his current situation, the Anguished One decided to try and motivate himself for exploration- but only made it to floor thirty-six before he hit a snag. Once he hovered in to the floor, he found...his feet on the ground? And despite his best efforts, he could not get himself up and flying once again. While this was odd and troubling, that wasn't as bad as when he eventually came to the edge of the staircase, when jumping became required. He could walk of course (even if he did so like it was weird), but...he'd never leaped anywhere without hovering or flying to make the difference. Was he willing to chance that? Would it be better to first wonder about his density on this new world...? Or was he simply overthinking it?
Regardless, he'd be stuck in awkward contemplation mode while standing at the edge for quite some time, at this rate.
Setting: Floor 38, the upper lounge, and floor 36, where the staircase crumbles.
Format: Any is fine, it's up to you guys. :|b
Summary: For all he knows, he fell during the fight with Polaris. Time to dwell on this! And then later, getting stumped by stairs.
Warning: Sorta-jittery staralien waxing poetic on his angst, followed by also jumping being a very new activity.
The world he knew was now out of his reach. It was gone from him, he could feel it.
Awakening in such a condition had left him more rattled than he had ever felt, but it wasn't the sinking despair of failure, not really...it was how cut off he was. His instinct had been to call for his demons, or to teleport back to the the Shining One's side, but nothing answered. He was alone in a strange room, within some other world, and last he could recall was the true face of Polaris staring them down. Only then did he truly despair at the amount of loss he'd suffered, but it wasn't the same sort of terror most would have felt. He had known their gamble from the start. If they had failed, then he was forced to accept it.
[Floor 38]
But, why was he still conscious? Was this some strange punishment, enacted by Polaris? Maybe he was still at the record, and the others were outside, still fighting? His priority became to find some sort of view outside, but when he arrived on the lounge floor, his insides seemed to still. The Anguished One approached the glass, peering out in to the nothingness...then sat down in front of it, curling his arms around his knees and kept watching.
He decided then that he had been foolish for ever trying to challenge Polaris.
[Floor 36]
After spending quite some time sorting out the gravity of his current situation, the Anguished One decided to try and motivate himself for exploration- but only made it to floor thirty-six before he hit a snag. Once he hovered in to the floor, he found...his feet on the ground? And despite his best efforts, he could not get himself up and flying once again. While this was odd and troubling, that wasn't as bad as when he eventually came to the edge of the staircase, when jumping became required. He could walk of course (even if he did so like it was weird), but...he'd never leaped anywhere without hovering or flying to make the difference. Was he willing to chance that? Would it be better to first wonder about his density on this new world...? Or was he simply overthinking it?
Regardless, he'd be stuck in awkward contemplation mode while standing at the edge for quite some time, at this rate.
what the hell is this kid having a consistent name
It was the first time Alcor was ever startled.
He'd popped in on the Shining One and his friends so often and hadn't understood why they reacted so oddly, but when the shoe was on the other foot...Saiduq nearly took a tumble over the edge, barely regaining his balance.
This is why being ground-bound was the stupidest thing ever.
magic??
"Forgive me! I didn't mean to startle you that badly," said with an apologetic smile.
his name can't be magic silly
"I have been contemplating trying to cross for quite some while. I suppose I-" have vertigo, from how he sort of nearly lost his balance again. The whole nearly-following sort of gave him a headrush. Luckily, this time he fell backwards on his butt, giving an airy gasp
"...I suppose I am not at my best."
but it is part of language
"If you are, I would suggest the infirmary, or perhaps a bite to eat."
abra kadabra?
"I am not sure what the infirmary would have to say to me. I am...not the sort they are used to." His brows furrowed under his bangs, and he pressed his hand to his chin. Not once had he considered actually getting up. "Eating is also foreign. I've never truly done so before."
SHAZAM
"You're something similar to the gods of old, aren't you?" This guy definitely wasn't anything like the Three Goddesses-- but he was certainly-- well. Something! He chuckled. "I don't profess any medical knowledge, but if anything, our benefactors seem to desire to keep us fit aside from physical dangers. And eating is quite enjoyable."
ALIOOP wait
Best way to avoid a question was by querying at other people!
"As it stands, our benefactors seem intent on our survival. I will not expect such to last, but I will try not to squander this time we have been given." Another pause, this one more awkward. "Is...eating truly that fun? I don't claim to understand the pleasure that comes from it."
please don't fall into the abyss because you forgot how to fly
"I am certainly no greater deity or guardian of the populace; but I suppose I do have a spectral quality," He said with a playful wave of his violin bow, shifting the instruments to occupy one hand each.
"Eating is an essential quality for living beings to stay alive. And many people enjoy it for the variety of tastes that they can consume and enjoy."
try is a three letter word you knw
Cool.
More curious to the star was the fact that this still wasn't a human- was he a brownie? Some pixie descendant? He had just enough social tact to avoid any awkward questions, and instead moved on to Food: The Ongoing Saga.
"...I'm not sure I can 'taste'." Well, it was true. He'd never tried and all. "I have never needed to eat to continue my own existence. Maybe I will try, as I am here already."
so is knw apparently
"And it would certainly be a treat if you could~!"