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towerofanimus2012-05-21 02:03 pm
hachitaro) wrote in towerofanimus2012-05-21 02:03 pm
Entry tags:
pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
Characters: Taro and the Tower
Setting: Various floors around the Tower!
Format: Action to start but I can roll with either.
Summary: Taro’s new to the Tower.
Warnings: Mentions of death, and strong language.
[Room 4-02]
[He wakes up, trying not to panic, but the sleep paralysis wore off quickly. Groaning, he looks down at himself - what the hell. This outfit is terrible. He peeks inside the trunk at the foot of his bed - good. His clothes are there. Sure, he could walk around naked and just put up an illusion, but this would be less of a drain. He rolls his eyes and starts changing.]
[Modesty? What’s that?]
[Floor One]
[Taro sits at a table, staring at the oatmeal suspiciously. He kind of doubts it’s actually oatmeal. Still, he sighs and eats a spoonful -]
Dammit!
[He spits some of it out, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.]
This shit is terrible... ugh. Feel like I’m gonna throw up...
[Floor Ten]
[Taro stands in front of one of the ‘tanks’, marveling at it. It’s an impressive bit of magic... or whatever it is. He reaches into the water, trying to grab a fish - only for him to get bitten.]
Ow! Jerk!
[He holds his hand to his chest, examining it carefully. Stupid fish.]
[Floor Seventeen]
[Taro stands near the beginning of this floor, just staring at it. The screaming hurts, and he’s scared, but he’s shaking too hard to move for a bit. It’s the kind of screaming he imagined he would always do as he died - except his death had him going out laughing for the most part, hadn’t it?]
[He slowly backs away again, towards the staircase.]
[Floor Twenty Five]
[If you come up to this floor, you might see Taro rolling around like an idiot in the flowers. He’s got a huge grin on his face and he has grass and flowers stuck in his hair. He’s laughing, a strained and relieved kind of laughter.]
[He’s alive. He’s gloriously alive, and even if he’s really worried about what’s going on at home, he’s going to enjoy this moment in this strange place, just curling up in the grass.]
[Floor Twenty Eight]
[Taro pokes around at a few of the instruments, and then spots what he’s looking for. He’s not the best, and he’s not in tune for every note, but he grabs the electric guitar and starts in on a song.]
[It’s Eye of the Tiger. Feel free to boo the notes he gets out of tune.]
Setting: Various floors around the Tower!
Format: Action to start but I can roll with either.
Summary: Taro’s new to the Tower.
Warnings: Mentions of death, and strong language.
[Room 4-02]
[He wakes up, trying not to panic, but the sleep paralysis wore off quickly. Groaning, he looks down at himself - what the hell. This outfit is terrible. He peeks inside the trunk at the foot of his bed - good. His clothes are there. Sure, he could walk around naked and just put up an illusion, but this would be less of a drain. He rolls his eyes and starts changing.]
[Modesty? What’s that?]
[Floor One]
[Taro sits at a table, staring at the oatmeal suspiciously. He kind of doubts it’s actually oatmeal. Still, he sighs and eats a spoonful -]
Dammit!
[He spits some of it out, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.]
This shit is terrible... ugh. Feel like I’m gonna throw up...
[Floor Ten]
[Taro stands in front of one of the ‘tanks’, marveling at it. It’s an impressive bit of magic... or whatever it is. He reaches into the water, trying to grab a fish - only for him to get bitten.]
Ow! Jerk!
[He holds his hand to his chest, examining it carefully. Stupid fish.]
[Floor Seventeen]
[Taro stands near the beginning of this floor, just staring at it. The screaming hurts, and he’s scared, but he’s shaking too hard to move for a bit. It’s the kind of screaming he imagined he would always do as he died - except his death had him going out laughing for the most part, hadn’t it?]
[He slowly backs away again, towards the staircase.]
[Floor Twenty Five]
[If you come up to this floor, you might see Taro rolling around like an idiot in the flowers. He’s got a huge grin on his face and he has grass and flowers stuck in his hair. He’s laughing, a strained and relieved kind of laughter.]
[He’s alive. He’s gloriously alive, and even if he’s really worried about what’s going on at home, he’s going to enjoy this moment in this strange place, just curling up in the grass.]
[Floor Twenty Eight]
[Taro pokes around at a few of the instruments, and then spots what he’s looking for. He’s not the best, and he’s not in tune for every note, but he grabs the electric guitar and starts in on a song.]
[It’s Eye of the Tiger. Feel free to boo the notes he gets out of tune.]
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[He sits up and brushes some of the grass out of his hair.]
I'm Taro. What's your name?
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It's Kohaku. Nice to make your acquaintance, Taro-san.
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Mm, there's a lot of people doing the same. I think us newbies have made quite an influx. Maybe we should start pooling what we learn?
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