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towerofanimus2012-08-14 06:31 pm
wweh) wrote in towerofanimus2012-08-14 06:31 pm
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001- What a wonderful first day!
Characters: Eridan Ampora & YOU
Setting: Dorm Room 3-06, Cafeteria and the hallways and stairways between.
Format: action brackets
Summary: Eridan's first day...
Warnings: Possible Violence, and language.
[That was a hell of a nightmare. The sound of chainsaws echo through his mind, slowly turning into the smashing and rumbling of the Giant Space Whale's onslaught. Aw, hell. That certainly wasn't a pleasant awakening. For that matter, where the hell was his recuperacoon, and where the -hell- was his awesome clothes? This was so drab and certainly not him. Well, at least wherever the hell he was, they were kind enough to at least give him some info. He places the glasses that were conveniently on his nightstand and reads his letters. Of course his world was destroyed. If they had gone along with his plan, they could have at least saved something!]
What the fuckin' hell! How the fuck can it be all fuckin' gone in a matter a' seconds...
[Best not to think about it. He shrugs. His stuff is in that chest, right? Maybe if he can just reach into it and....yeah, as if his morning couldn't get worse, it's covered in rubble. Not much, but enough to make it not fucking worth dirtying his hands to get at. He'll get it another time, he supposes. Time to figure out how to get around here... After a few moments of hanging around, he attempts to leave the dorm room, and make his way through the hall towards the elevators. He feels incredibly stupid not arming himself, but putting himself in a dangerous situation and being a damsel in distress is a perfect conversation starter!]
[Yep, Eridan went the wrong way down one of the hallways, and is faced with various bruiser-style monsters... I'm lazy, so you can pick whatever he's up against. Whatever makes it cooler for your character, he's up against that. They're kind of blocking his way, and fish is on the menu! This will probably happen several times on his journey through the tower.]
Fuck, can't a troll get acquainted with a new fuckin' place without havin' to strife! Can we just like... call this off and battle another time? I'm not really prepared or anythin' an' if I was you'd be fuckin' DEAD. Killin' things like you has kinda been a way a' life for me an' believe me I got so many overpowered weapons you'd have had no chance. Consider it me showin' mercy on your pathetic asses. Not that I fuckin' have any flushed interest in any a' you ugly things. You're pathetic in a totally platonic way. Total platonic pity. Now just step aside, I'm just as hungry as you are an' I need some nourishment. You're kinda in my way...
[Nope, they just trudge towards Eridan...Who promptly attempts to abscond. Cue chase scene. Insert appropriate music here while Eridan runs, scared for his life. He can't back it up ever.]
[Obligatory first meal. Can't have giant fuckin' space whales without getting some kind of nourishment. He doesn't care if there's shit going on, he wants food, and he wants it NOW!]
Hey! I want some fuckin' service in here, I don't care what's goin' on, I'm hungry, an' I want some fuckin' FOOD.
[Cue bowl of oatmeal.]
Oh, so is this what you humans call fuckin' food? You expect a violet-blooded troll like myself to eat this pauper garbage? Get it the fuck out a' my face.
[After much complaining and finding out no one is really listening or caring. He sits down and enjoys his meal. As much as someone can while there's bullshit going on. Feel free to bother him.]
Setting: Dorm Room 3-06, Cafeteria and the hallways and stairways between.
Format: action brackets
Summary: Eridan's first day...
Warnings: Possible Violence, and language.
[That was a hell of a nightmare. The sound of chainsaws echo through his mind, slowly turning into the smashing and rumbling of the Giant Space Whale's onslaught. Aw, hell. That certainly wasn't a pleasant awakening. For that matter, where the hell was his recuperacoon, and where the -hell- was his awesome clothes? This was so drab and certainly not him. Well, at least wherever the hell he was, they were kind enough to at least give him some info. He places the glasses that were conveniently on his nightstand and reads his letters. Of course his world was destroyed. If they had gone along with his plan, they could have at least saved something!]
What the fuckin' hell! How the fuck can it be all fuckin' gone in a matter a' seconds...
[Best not to think about it. He shrugs. His stuff is in that chest, right? Maybe if he can just reach into it and....yeah, as if his morning couldn't get worse, it's covered in rubble. Not much, but enough to make it not fucking worth dirtying his hands to get at. He'll get it another time, he supposes. Time to figure out how to get around here... After a few moments of hanging around, he attempts to leave the dorm room, and make his way through the hall towards the elevators. He feels incredibly stupid not arming himself, but putting himself in a dangerous situation and being a damsel in distress is a perfect conversation starter!]
[Yep, Eridan went the wrong way down one of the hallways, and is faced with various bruiser-style monsters... I'm lazy, so you can pick whatever he's up against. Whatever makes it cooler for your character, he's up against that. They're kind of blocking his way, and fish is on the menu! This will probably happen several times on his journey through the tower.]
Fuck, can't a troll get acquainted with a new fuckin' place without havin' to strife! Can we just like... call this off and battle another time? I'm not really prepared or anythin' an' if I was you'd be fuckin' DEAD. Killin' things like you has kinda been a way a' life for me an' believe me I got so many overpowered weapons you'd have had no chance. Consider it me showin' mercy on your pathetic asses. Not that I fuckin' have any flushed interest in any a' you ugly things. You're pathetic in a totally platonic way. Total platonic pity. Now just step aside, I'm just as hungry as you are an' I need some nourishment. You're kinda in my way...
[Nope, they just trudge towards Eridan...Who promptly attempts to abscond. Cue chase scene. Insert appropriate music here while Eridan runs, scared for his life. He can't back it up ever.]
[Obligatory first meal. Can't have giant fuckin' space whales without getting some kind of nourishment. He doesn't care if there's shit going on, he wants food, and he wants it NOW!]
Hey! I want some fuckin' service in here, I don't care what's goin' on, I'm hungry, an' I want some fuckin' FOOD.
[Cue bowl of oatmeal.]
Oh, so is this what you humans call fuckin' food? You expect a violet-blooded troll like myself to eat this pauper garbage? Get it the fuck out a' my face.
[After much complaining and finding out no one is really listening or caring. He sits down and enjoys his meal. As much as someone can while there's bullshit going on. Feel free to bother him.]
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If any of that hurt, I apologize. But if I'm gonna tell you to be honest and straightforward, I've got to do the same thing.
[She settles back, leaning against the wall and resting her head on her knees.]
It can't make me hate you any worse than I hate one of the admins of this place. That's for sure.
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You mean there's people runnin' this place? What'd they do to you?
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[Feferi curls up, looking away. She hugs her knees to her chest, but that doesn't stop her shaking a little.]
Fucking bastard. This isn't going to be easy to say, and it's not a pretty story. It's wrong and he's a sick bastard and...the shit he did to everyone during that one month --
[Feferi has to stop for a minute. It's hard to talk about all of this without feeling nauseated.]
-- took a whole lot of us. Me, Gamzee, bunch of others. Gave us some kind of drug that made sure we couldn't feel pain, strapped us down to a medic's table, and every week for that whole month, did stuff to us. Turned me into a horrorterror. Literally. I could hear everything everyone else was thinking, but I didn't know if killing everyone with my own Vast Glub would be a mercy or lead to even worse punishment for everyone.
Got worse towards the end where Jason snapped, sewed everyone together, like some kind of monster. It was...
[Her voice cracks, and she pauses, shaking hard.]
Turned us all 'back to normal' again after. No scars on the outside, bad ones on the inside. It messed Gamzee up something awful. Karkat's here and doing his best as his moirail, but we're all keeping an eye on him. He's not right, hasn't been since then. I don't think any of us in there have really been entirely right since then.
...first time I've ever really wanted to kill someone. Then I realized death was too good for him.
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That's horrible... fuck.
[He awkwardly attempts to hug Feferi. He really feels like she needs one. Of the pale kind.]
I can't even imagine goin' into this mess without a moirail. I don't want to fly off a' the handle...
[There's a pause there, almost like he's about to finish the sentence, but catches himself.]
an' I'm sure with stuff like that fuckin' happenin' I'm sure you feel like it sometimes, too...Never thought I'd hear you say you actually want to kill someone...
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I've gotten by because I've gotten to know a lot of people and made a lot of friends, but it's not the same as having a moirail. I've been so close to flying off the handle, and you know how I am. I'm the one that's always keeping people from doing that. But right now, it's what I need.
[She pauses.]
...only time I've ever really wanted to. But like I said, death is too good for him. There are worse things, and I know that now.
It's why I know I can't really hate anyone, if they...if they killed me back home. I know that none of you would make me suffer like that.
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This feels like old times...