towerofanimus | ORE, FAILURE (AKA Ryotaro Intro or silly numbering scheme what have you)

Characters: Ryotaro and You!
Setting: Dormitory Floor 1-3, Floor 1 and Floor 32
Time: Morning
Summary: A certain person woke up and decided to. Well, explore. Safe to say it totally didn't go well at all.
Format: Action log, but I'll follow after you!

[Dormitory Floor 1-3]
[...That was a lie, right?

He thought to himself in a daze, as he walked through the dormitory rooms, trying to just find a way somewhere not his room, not the trunk, and definitely away from the letter that bluntly told him of the fate of his world. Of course, he had no way in believing his kidnappers, but right now there's not much information, really.

So he's just wandering around, and probably tripping over anything, and by anything, I really mean everything including the air that's there.

Feel free to either: A) See him walking around or B) Tripping all over the place.]

[Floor 1]
[...So, you might have been having a nice bowl of whatever you're eating right now.

Well.

Not anymore, because there might be someone tripping and well, accidentally, so to speak, spilled his oatmeal on you.

Yes this prompt is short and repeatable because he's that clumsy okay.]

[Floor 32]
[And this time, he actually managed to reach the higher floors without running into monsters or tripping on the stairs at all, it's a miracle hallelu-

Wait.

Why is there a guy hanging upside down from a tree?

And why is he gesturing at you?]

Um- Excuse me-

[If you look up, you're going to be greeted with a sheepish.]

Do you think you can help me get down from here, please?

Threaded | Flat

_{[Well.

Sayaka can definitely say she'd never thought, before this moment, that she'd be thankful that the newbie oatmeal was lukewarm at best.

But here she was. Lukewarm oatmeal across her shoulder and back, and her being thankful that at least it wasn't scalding oatmeal.

It's the little things in life, apparently. Nearly nonchalantly, she wipes away what little of the goop had managed to get on her skin rather than just her clothes, because that just felt gross. She's yet to even turn to whoever it was the dumped it on her, and she begins talking in a conversational tone, whether they're still there or not-]}

You know. Before, I always thought it was gross just eating that oatmeal. I was wrong. It's way way way grosser wearing it.

Edited (wrong icon whoops) 2012-07-19 09:15 (UTC)

[Having just gotten down from climbing trees herself, Wriggle wanders back to the stairs to go down and get some food, her knees a little scuffed and scraped when she hears someone calling her]

Uh- What do you want me to do?

[She didn't have her powers here, so she couldn't fly up and help or shoot the branch. Was she really big enough to catch him?]

[ The little floating island and familiar plants on floor thirty two had given Sasori some hope of finding something to do at the tower; something pertinent to his interests, too. He was looking for plants for his poisons, and also for his antidotes. That, and the freshly made puppet of the Third Kazekage seemed to be emitting a strange smell after not being given enough time to dry out after the insecticide round-- he needed something to rub that smell away.

He was doing just fine gathering the deadliest plants and berries he could find until he happened to just--

Right.

Those sad brown eyes are just going to stare up at Ryoutaro like he totally deserved to hang upside down from that tree. Damn, it was quite a ways up, too. ]

...Did you want eggs in your lunch today?

[ --Because a glance further up into the tree tells Sasori that there is something like a bird's nest about seven tiers higher up from where Ryoutaro was... ]

[This guy was lucky Ven was actually paying attention, because he was mostly on his way to another floor entirely when he spots the guy.

Aaaand kind of stares at him really confusedly as he makes his way over.]

Uh... sure...? How did you get up there anyway?

[Oh. Welp. That's...unexpected.

Upon feeling something being dumped upon him, Bomberman yelps and nearly jumps out of his seat.]

Ah, jeez!

[Whoa, dude tripping - thankfully, Shou was around to catch him.]

Hey, guy, you alright?

[Because...well, a floor was a floor. Kind of hard to trip over something without something being up - at least, that's the logical conclusion.]

floor 1

Floor 32

Floor 32

Floor 32

[Floor 1]

Dorm Floor