towerofanimus | ( OPEN ) VIENAS

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( OPEN ) VIENAS

Characters: Lithuania and whoever else wants to be here!
Setting: Room 1-18 and onward into adventure...
Format: Entry in prose, you can do whatever.
Summary: Lithuania just got here and trying to figure out wtf is happening in this mad house. This certainly isn't good for his health. Don't be too surprised if he bumps into you or something.
Warnings: Not any as of yet!

[ The dim lighting was something he was faintly used to, recalling the days before electric lights and candled rooms. The weighed down feeling in his arms and legs was new. That and sitting up and not knowing where he was, whose bed he was lying in (it certainly wasn't his own), and the tightened collar around his neck were all new. His breathing quickened, getting the better of him. No matter how he looked at it, this situation wasn't good. There was a letter sitting on the nightstand next to him, he carefully grabbed it, opening it with fragile fingers, reading it's contents. "Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.". Easy for it to say. He didn't trust it anyway.

It took a lot for him to just get up and carefully walk to the door, opening it and creeping out in to the hallway, one hand in front of him, another on the wall next to him. What was outside was pitch black; he was barely able to see an inch in front of his face. There was a vague murmur emitting from somewhere, like a whisper on the other end of a telephone. It took all the courage he could muster to voice weakly into the darkness as he slowly moved along and down the hallway, hands shaking visibly if anyone could have seen him. ]

H-Hello? Is anyone out there...? Hello...?

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[There is someone else in this room now. It's dark, so Poland can't see. All he knows is that the rest of the people? Yeah, he doesn't know them. And since he can't figure out who this person is, he's just going to go hide under his blankets.

This place sucks.]

[ That rustling noise isn't very reassuring that he's safe here. He doesn't really have anything to fight anyone with, so that isn't good either. ]

I-If you're in here, then say something about it...! [ He tries to sound at least a little threatening, but it comes out more choked up than anything. ]

[That voice. He knows that voice. Even if it's threatening him, he knows that Lithuania won't hurt him.]

Liet!

[And now he's jumping on him. In the dark. But how many people call Lithuania Liet really. Besides after meeting a Lithuania that told him he didn't know him and he wasn't really his friend, Poland's feeling more clingy than usual.

Wait. That other Lithuania. HE SHOULD REALLY MAKE SURE THIS IS HIS LITHUANIA...]

...It's you, right, Liet?

[ WELL that was certainly a surprise. Poland's voice was the last one he ever expected to hear here. It's a relief, though. At least he's not alone in this strange, dark place. Though the random sudden weight on him isn't very pleasurable; he's still a little sore. ]

Poland! Yes, it's me...Wh-Where are we?

[Too bad. He's not moving because damn it, he needs their friendship validated. Which means he's not answering his question just yet!]

Um, some tower. Hey, hey. Is it really you? Like you know me and we're friends?

[He needs to make sure this is his Lithuania. Clearly that's more important than telling Lithuania what the hell's going on.]

[ Getting off of him would be really cool right about now, though. ]

A tower? How did I get here. How did YOU get here?

[ He examines him as closely as he can in the dark. Yup. That's Poland. ] Of course I know you. What's with all the weird questions?

[Nope! Poland is being extra clingy. He'll get off when he feels sufficiently loved enough.]

I don't know! I just like, woke up here! It's all totally confusing.

[Time for more weird questions and he looks at him seriously. Or as seriously as Poland can do.] You're like, the Republic of Lithuania, right? And I'm the Republic of Poland?

[ Wonderful, he doesn't know what's going on either. ] Have you tried to get out at all? Or looked around? Are we...alone here?

[ Staring back, kind of dumbfounded. ] I am! You are! Why do you keep asking so much? Are you alright...?

[What was he even expecting from Poland? Seriously.] There's like, some cafeteria and other weird rooms. But we lost power so things are totally weird. And all the food is rotting and I'm hungry, so. But we're not alone. People are here. [Like Russia. But shhh.]

I'm just making sure! There's...some other Liet here. Or some Lithuania. He's like you and he looks like you. But he told me he wasn't my Lithuania and he didn't know me and his Poland is some girl and ugh. I got told that by some girl Canada too. I'm supposed to be a girl in her world too and that's weird. But whatever. Yeah. This Lithuania looks like you, but I guess...he's not really you and he isn't...[my friend. He pulls away and is trying to act like he isn't bothered or anything. BUT HE REALLY SORT OF IS.]

[ A little more insight and effort would be nice, but he knows the likelihood of that happening is laughable. ] So that's why it's so dark...There isn't any non-perishable food here? I can't imagine not having at least common pantry food in a house.

[ That's....certainly a lot to take in. And he's not sure if he means a dream or a weird hallucination but that can't be true...can it? ] I don't think something like that is possible, Poland...I mean, I'm me and you're you, right? And you're not a girl, so everything's okay and how it's always been, you know...

[Keep dreaming big, Liet!] That's the totally weird thing. There is? But it's still going bad and all that. I don't really get it.

Mm. [Okay, that makes him feel a little better since if everything's how it's always been then that means something good. He'll get off now to sit next to him.] I don't really get it, but like, there's seriously another Lithuania. I thought it was you and it wasn't. I didn't imagine it!

That's strange. A power outage should shut off a fridge or stove, but it shouldn't effect anything else.

[ Finally, sheesh. ] There can only be one of me though. There's only one country, so there's only one me. Maybe you're thinking about a dream you had.

I think this place is haunted or something. I don't like, understand any of it. But it's weird. The power won't come back on and I keep stubbing my toe on things!

[SIGH. Seriously, Liet. Just...seriously. Believe there is another you running around!] Dude, I'm totes serious. I didn't dream it. I went to the cafeteria, saw who I thought was you and it wasn't. He's Lithuania and he's still one country with some Poland that's a girl! [IT'S SUCH A BELIEVABLE STORY.]

Stop moving around so much then! I don't know about it being haunted here, though.

[ Poland's going to stop eating midnight snacks if this is what he's dreaming about. He looks at him, slightly frustrated; trying to understand and make HIM understand. ] That's silly, there isn't a girl you and you aren't a girl. And we aren't one country anymore. It had to have been a dream.

I was hungry and stuff! I needed food. But I don't know. There's a bunch of us here.

Duh, I'm totally not a girl and yeah, we're not one country anymore...but it wasn't a dream! You'll see because he's here! I'm like, not that dumb, dude. [He's getting huffy now. Crossing his arms and looking away. It wasn't a dream and why would he even dream he was a girl anyway?]

You don't keep food up here? I gotta say, I'm a little surprised.

[ He sighs. There is just no way of convincing him; why does he try anymore. ] Fine, fine. You aren't dumb it's just......unbelievable. REALLY unbelievable. [ Lord knows what thoughts run through a dreaming Poland, okay. ]

I didn't think about it! I just knew we had a cafeteria so it seemed totally simple.

I know, right? But it's seriously true. [Poland does sound like he believes there is another Lithuania running around.

Because there is.]

[ SIGHS Poland is simply too much some times. ] Well, you can't go hungry in here, but it's so dark there. Do you think you can make it to the cafeteria alright? [ He'll need to scope that out himself, later. ]

Right, right....[ That tone totally doesn't say that, though. Consider him unsure. ]

Ugh, I would. The food's all bad, though. Like rotting and stuff.

[He pouts and looks away.] You two look the same too. What if I think he's you again? [THE HUMILIATION...]

Huh. I thought a place like this would have a decent refrigeration system.

[ He furrows his brows, a little unsure as to why Poland is taking this fallacy so far. ] Well, maybe we could have, you know, a code word or something. A signal, maybe. Something to tell us apart, I guess.

It's broken! Or something. I don't know. All I know is the food is rotting and this totally sucks.

Do a peace sign! When you see me, you do a peace sign! Like this [And he makes the peace sign. This is so cool wow.]

There's still cereals and pantry foods. You can manage, I'm sure.

[ he awkwardly copies the hand motion ] Alright, I guess that'll work...

They all went bad! I don't get it, but it's really weird.

It'll totally work. Like, you come in peace or something. Or you could dance!

So does that mean we might starve....?!

Uh, I think I'll just stick to the peace sign. [ No dancing is going to happen here, thank you. ]

I think so. [He sounds calm about this, until...] Oh my gosh, I hate being hungry! This totally sucks!

Ugh, fine. But the dancing would have been so much more fun.

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