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towerofanimus2011-08-11 02:38 am
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(OPEN) I hope I'm doing this right.
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notwrongteous and you!
Setting: Room 1-12, hallways.
Format: Either is fine! I will follow c:
Summary: Finn is new and looking for anyone he might recognize!
Warnings: Uh there shouldn't be anything bad happening but I'll update it if there is!
Finn frowns and squints his eyes at the letter he was currently holding in his hand.
Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.
He didn't believe any word of it. He sets the letter down and looks around his new room. It was kind of dim in there and he wondered if there were any working lights.
"Well, for now I guess I'll just have to check out where I am."
He gets up off the bed and goes out into the hallway, which was completely dark. He puts his hand against the wall and uses it to guide him.
"Hello? Is anyone here?"
Setting: Room 1-12, hallways.
Format: Either is fine! I will follow c:
Summary: Finn is new and looking for anyone he might recognize!
Warnings: Uh there shouldn't be anything bad happening but I'll update it if there is!
Finn frowns and squints his eyes at the letter he was currently holding in his hand.
Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.
He didn't believe any word of it. He sets the letter down and looks around his new room. It was kind of dim in there and he wondered if there were any working lights.
"Well, for now I guess I'll just have to check out where I am."
He gets up off the bed and goes out into the hallway, which was completely dark. He puts his hand against the wall and uses it to guide him.
"Hello? Is anyone here?"

[hallways]
"Of course there are people here. Don't be a fool."
[hallways]
"S-sorry."
He takes a couple of steps forward and squints at Equius, trying to see if he can make out who he was talking to.
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"So...what's the deal with the collars? And where are we? Is this like a dungeon?"
He was starting to get a little excited. Dungeons were his element. He loved going into dangerous places and fighting evil.
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"It's structured more like a tower than a dungeon. I'm not sure what purpose these collars serve, none of us are. It's been speculated they're a form of ownership. Of submission. It's practically depraved."
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"So we're like somebody's pets?"
He looks down at his own collar and fiddles with it a little.
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"If you choose to think of yourself in those terms. I, however, find the idea more than a little repulsive."