001 || so we didn't screw up as badly as we could've

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Characters: Jade Strider and all of the people
Setting: Room 2-01, Floor 30, Cafeteria
Format: Starting action, but I'll do whatever!
Summary: Jade wakes up in the tower, and has quite the day before she finally makes it to the network terminals.
Warnings: Probably foul language and violence against generic Tower monsters, will update if needed

[Room 2-01]
[Her waking up is rather uneventful. One minute she'd dragging some needles across a giant disc while talking on and off to Eridan, the next minute she's... well, asleep apparently. It's admittedly a bit blurry and blinding since she doesn't have her sunglasses on, so those are the first thing she reaches for.

She simply skims the letters without much of a care (yeah yeah the world is over she's got it whatever), and she makes her way towards the trunk at the end of her bend. She quickly wrestles the white suit off to put on her pants and red atom shirt (she didn't really feel up to Godliness at the moment), and starts shuffling through the trunk for the rest of her belongings.]

[Floor 30-- Perpetual Nighttime]
[In a dramatic stroke of Jade Strider Luck, Jade ended up falling plop down on the floor when the staircase fell, letting out an unceremonious yelp. She recovered quick enough, standing up and... it was a toss up between looking at everything tinted dark and looking at everything blurry, so she hazarded a chance her eyesight might've improved with the whole god tier thing, and propper the sunglasses up on her forehead.

Not that it... helped much, so she just opted to keep walking until she found the staircase. And that was when she noticed she stepped on something and holy shit ow her foot ow ow ow-]

What the--!! [She'd been smart enough at least to bring her gun with her, and immediatelly whipped it out while she tied to clumsily jump away from whatever was at her feet, and started shooting blindly at where she thought the black blob of evil might be.]

[Floor One-- Cafeteria]
[It was quite the trial to actually get down to the cafeteria, and she had dutifully eaten the oatmeal she had been handed because son of a bitch she was hungry. The oatmeal wasn't quite enough to satiate her appetite for the moment though, and now she had an...interesting looking egg in front of her. And it was black and shiney and she was pretty sure it wasn't supposed to be.

Right now she was just kind of poking it and looking at it distastefully.]

Comments

[reddeadvirtuoso]

....Eh, 's a pretty good answer.

[Sounded kind of like why David might've played, to be honest.

Then again she...wasn't really sure why she had decided to play it, actually. She wasn't really cut out for this Rogueish Adventurer thing.]

Not curious about this place at all then?

[geometry]

[That makes two of them.]

I... I've been here for several months. I've seen what it can do. [And 'what it can do' overrides his curiosity with the powerful urge to hide under the covers and never come out.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

So then the next step is figuring how to cheat the system, get into the cracks, and get the fuck out of here, right?

[Sburb has basically taught her that the System hates you. Obviously the best way to deal with it is to crack it over your knee.]

[geometry]

...Yes. But that kind of seems a long way off. We don't really... know much about this tower. [How much of this theory is serious concern and how much is not wanting to cheat the system is entirely unclear. It's probably a whole lot of both, though.]

I mean, people tried before, but... they all failed.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I know a lot of "tried and failed"s in my life, but that never stopped me from trying and failing again, no matter how many times folks told me to stop. [That was...supposed to be encouraging. Yeah.]

Point being, so we don't know much about this place, we dig more into its cracks. Didn't know shit about Sburb when we started and we figured out how to become little godlings and push a cosmic reset button.

[geometry]

[He feels really encouraged. Thanks.]

...How did you even figure that out, anyway...?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She would be a Grade A motivational speaker if the Earth didn't blow up.]

Eri and John figured it out. Everyone else was way better at that mess of a game than me. John dug up some info, Eri and I made the plan, and then I mostly had to pick up the tools to do it with.

[geometry]

[Hey, maybe she can start it up in the Tower. SURE, YOU'RE TRAPPED IN A MYSTERIOUS HELL PIT. SURE, YOU'VE GOT A PSYCHOPATHIC SCIENTIST LORDING OVER YOU. BUT YOU ARE THE PILOT OF YOUR OWN LIFE--]

Where did John get the information from?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[FORGE YOUR OWN WAY AND REACH FOR THE STARS THAT MAY OR MAY NOT STILL EXIST.]

No idea. He IMs me out of nowhere one day and tells me he's got a plan. Figured he probably found some Old World Guidebook on his Land or heard about it from one of you guys.

[geometry]

[Oh. Well that's interesting. Apparently John still talked to some of the other trolls? Didn't he give up on the species completely or was it just him?]

Well, I suppose that's rea-- ... [Oh. Whoops. While they were having their inspirational speech party, it seems Jade had led them both directly into a dead end.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[GODDAMNIT she wasn't necessarily bad with direction, but these things were proooobably best left up to Rose normally.

So after mumbling some obscenities under her breat, she turns around and motions for Equius to follow.]

To be honest, there was probably some Time Wimey Shenanigans, but I'm not even gonna try and touch on that.

[geometry]

[It's a maze. Direction doesn't mean so much as sheer luck. Still, he continues to follow Jade.]

Aren't you the Time player?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[To be fair, her luck was also pretty crappy considering she's on par with any iteration of Eridan.]

That I am, Colonel Mustard.

[Did not make her any good at the Timey Wimey thing though.]

[geometry]

[...Did she just call him a--]

Excuse me?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[She stopped and looked back at him curiously.]

What? Too much?

[geometry]

No, I... did you call me a colonel?

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Yes? [And here she thought he'd be offended at the mustard part.] Do aliens have a different military set up?

[geometry]

I'm a yellowblood child. I couldn't be a colonel if I tried.

...Sorry, it just... surprised me.

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Well yeah. They're not gonna let some kid be in the army unless they're really desperate. Unless they do it differently in space. I dunno, Eri didn't tell me much about that stuff.

[So with shrug, she continued.

No she has no idea why you put so much emphasis on your blood color.]

[geometry]

Well, yes, but... even as an adult...

[And he just quietly lets his speech fade away following after Jade again. What a milquetoast.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

I'm sure you could if you really wanted. I don't think you want to, but it'd be possible. Just do a shitton of training exercises ad make sure to say "sir" like it's going out of style.

[Shru~ug~]

[geometry]

...No. It's not possible.

[He's already got half of it down, but not the second or third half -- the third being, possessing a blood color that isn't equivalent to that of shit, or at least self-perceived to be equivalent to that of shit. Alternia works in mysterious ways, sweet JStri.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

[Yeah well, Alternia was stupid.

She stopped when she found herself at yet ANOTHER dead end, and you could almost see the scribble coming out of her head before she turned around.]

Why not? Never say never, I think I can I think I can, positive thinking, cogito ergo sum and what not.

[One of those is not like the others.]

[geometry]

It's... it's not about any ability I may or may not possess. I just would not be allowed high enough in the ranks to become anything approaching a colonel. [He'd be the Alternian Empire's equivalent of a redshirt, basically.]

[reddeadvirtuoso]

Why? You got asthma? [Jade please.] You could be like Captain America and get super special experimental Super Soldier treatment.