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towerofanimus2012-09-02 01:55 pm
puppy_lancer) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-02 01:55 pm
Entry tags:
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Characters: Open
Setting: His room and exploring the floors
Format: Prose or action or brackets is all okay.
Summary: Lancer arrives, mopes, and then decides he has to kick someone’s ass
Warnings: None for now.
Room 4-16
Lancer grits his teeth as he finishes reading the two letters for the third time. He crumples up the paper and throws it at the wall. He's not in the mood for this shit, especially when they're obviously lying. Even if they weren't, why did they choose him out of all people? He, the idiot who couldn't even save a girl; the failed Servant who couldn’t protect his Master.
Misaya...she had ordered him to kill her when the curse activated. But he had to hesitate. He had to try to save her. And so, she had become a zombie, because of him. In the end, he had released her from that zombie state, but if he had just fought a little harder, or acted a little faster, she wouldn't have needed to suffer like that. The main reasons that he had allowed himself to change his loyalty were to fulfill his final promise to Misaya and, eventually, to ensure Ayaka's safety. Now that his duties to the two girls were done, he should have faded away. But something or someone had "saved" him, kept him existing for longer than he had any right to, and shoved him in some crazy place.
If it really was so strong, why couldn’t it save Misaya? Save Ayaka? Why did it choose him?
He punches the closes object, which happens to be his bed. His fist leaves a hole in the mattress. Dammit, he really needs a drink now. Or a smoke. It wasn't like he could get high off of the substances, but it still helped him calm down.
If the information provided was correct, then he had some things from home in the trunk at the foot of his bed. He all but tears the lid off to see that there is indeed a six-pack of beer. He pulls one out and closes the trunk. He then sits on the trunk, sipping at his beer.
He doesn't intend to leave his room for a good while. Given that he’s a Servant and not driven by hunger, he can probably remain there for a long time. At least, until the beer starts disagreeing with him.
Floor 1
After his initial guilt had subsided somewhat, Lancer has come down to the cafeteria. Apparently, to make everything even worse, it seemed that the tower was messing with his anatomy, so he couldn't even drink beer without vomiting it up(which wasn’t supposed to happen because he was a Servant). So he's only here to see if the cafeteria provides booze that won't turn his stomach.
He glares at everyone around him, wondering if they're the ones who are responsible for this.
Floor 3
Lancer stomps around the library. He's figured that even if he needs to comb the entire tower, from bottom to top, he’s going to find the perpetrators and kick their asses until they sent him home. Or saved Misaya as well. Whichever one worked just fine.
His Noble Phantasm isn't out yet, but he's ready to materialize it at the smallest provocation. Right now, he doesn't trust anyone.
Setting: His room and exploring the floors
Format: Prose or action or brackets is all okay.
Summary: Lancer arrives, mopes, and then decides he has to kick someone’s ass
Warnings: None for now.
Room 4-16
Lancer grits his teeth as he finishes reading the two letters for the third time. He crumples up the paper and throws it at the wall. He's not in the mood for this shit, especially when they're obviously lying. Even if they weren't, why did they choose him out of all people? He, the idiot who couldn't even save a girl; the failed Servant who couldn’t protect his Master.
Misaya...she had ordered him to kill her when the curse activated. But he had to hesitate. He had to try to save her. And so, she had become a zombie, because of him. In the end, he had released her from that zombie state, but if he had just fought a little harder, or acted a little faster, she wouldn't have needed to suffer like that. The main reasons that he had allowed himself to change his loyalty were to fulfill his final promise to Misaya and, eventually, to ensure Ayaka's safety. Now that his duties to the two girls were done, he should have faded away. But something or someone had "saved" him, kept him existing for longer than he had any right to, and shoved him in some crazy place.
If it really was so strong, why couldn’t it save Misaya? Save Ayaka? Why did it choose him?
He punches the closes object, which happens to be his bed. His fist leaves a hole in the mattress. Dammit, he really needs a drink now. Or a smoke. It wasn't like he could get high off of the substances, but it still helped him calm down.
If the information provided was correct, then he had some things from home in the trunk at the foot of his bed. He all but tears the lid off to see that there is indeed a six-pack of beer. He pulls one out and closes the trunk. He then sits on the trunk, sipping at his beer.
He doesn't intend to leave his room for a good while. Given that he’s a Servant and not driven by hunger, he can probably remain there for a long time. At least, until the beer starts disagreeing with him.
Floor 1
After his initial guilt had subsided somewhat, Lancer has come down to the cafeteria. Apparently, to make everything even worse, it seemed that the tower was messing with his anatomy, so he couldn't even drink beer without vomiting it up(which wasn’t supposed to happen because he was a Servant). So he's only here to see if the cafeteria provides booze that won't turn his stomach.
He glares at everyone around him, wondering if they're the ones who are responsible for this.
Floor 3
Lancer stomps around the library. He's figured that even if he needs to comb the entire tower, from bottom to top, he’s going to find the perpetrators and kick their asses until they sent him home. Or saved Misaya as well. Whichever one worked just fine.
His Noble Phantasm isn't out yet, but he's ready to materialize it at the smallest provocation. Right now, he doesn't trust anyone.
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[He scratches the back of his head for a moment. How does he go about explaining this?]
Okay, so, you've been kidnapped along with a bunch of other people, including myself, by the people who run this tower. And from the introductory computer blog thing someone showed me, you gotta eat the oatmeal before you can have any other food or drink.
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Then where do you get the oatmeal?
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[He points to where a group of people had gathered.]