towerofanimus | oo1 ; open

Characters: Davesprite and [Bad username or site: towerofanimus title= @ livejournal.com].
Setting: Everywhere, anywhere, all the wheres.
Format: I'll match.
Summary: Davesprite arrives and proceeds to... not flip the fuck out.
Warnings: Bleeding 1/2 bird boy with a bit of a foul mouth.

[ the first thing he does upon waking isn’t panic. he stares at the ceiling, head spinning, confused as all hell because fuck, this isn’t where he remembers being. he reasons that he obviously died finally and really, he isn’t surprised. though it worries him that even after death his stomach and gimpy wing are still dripping goopy goldenrod sprite innards all over his bed, but he doesn’t pay that much mind now. he’ll worry about it later when he’s got his bearings and knows what the fuck happened. are you still supposed to bleed when you’re dead?

when he can finally move, he gets up slowly and sluggishly, puzzling at the outfit that hangs awkwardly off his legless body and up his winged back. so he’s dead and snappily dressed? nice. no, let’s not. in the chest by his bed are the trademark shades he’s never seen without and he moves to rid himself of the strange white outfit before taking to the halls in exploration. ]

[ run into him yourself or let the feathery asshole come to you, either way works here. ]

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[Welp.

The Dave count has officially risen to 3.]

[ you're just jealous of how high the swag count has risen thanks to all of them ]

Sup.

[Oh yeah that's totally it.]

You seem to be a little indisposed at the moment. [Her eyes linger on his wing.] Perhaps we should take you to the hospital wing?

There's a hospital wing? That's pretty convenient.

I'll explain your situation once we get you cleaned up, alright? For now, just come with me.

[She motions for him to follow her.]

[ ... well. he's hardly going to say no to that. ]

Sure.

[It isn't too far to the bottom floors, but it obviously still requires a bit of walking. And a lot of that walking consists of some very... unusual areas.]

Stay close and don't wander. Some of these floors are extremely dangerous.

[ he follows closely behind her, not walking because hey, no legs. ]

What happened?

The agreement was health first, questions later-- but I suppose we have enough of a walk ahead of us to cover the basics.

[She looks back at him.]

I suppose you didn't bother reading your introduction letter, did you? Not very surprising. You've been taken, Dave.

I'm not dying, Lalonde.

[ oh, right. that letter he didn't touch. that might have come in handy. ]

Taken?

You do seem to be gushing sprite blood, Dave. That certainly does put you in a certain state of... some sort of danger.

This... is the Tower. [She motions around them-- A large fish sails over their heads as she speaks, landing into a floating pool of water filled with what seemed to be an entire ocean. Floor 10. Fun stuff.] Their claims are they have saved us. That our worlds were destroyed.

Nah, I just wanted to make a mess on the floor. Leave my mark.

The Tower, no kidding. [ how imaginative. he's trying really hard not to be impressed. ] The Reckoning was coming to an end. That's all I remember.

You'd be correct. Our world was very much not in a state of being any more destroyed then we ourselves had already made it. None of us are under the impression that a single word they have spoon fed us about this 'savior' business is in any way true. [Her eyes narrow.] Do not step off the staircase on this floor. [Bluekat had warned her about it, and she had no reason to disbelieve him.] But they provide us food and shelter and means of entertainment... so i suppose you could consider us all to be Rapunzel locked in her tower.

You can't just tell me not to step off the stairs and not say why. It's like you're dangling this big juicy irradiated steak in front of my face and telling me not to take out a giant chunk.

Is there any way back?

There are monsters. [And she leaves it at that.]

Not that we know of yet. Kanaya, alpha Dave and myself have been putting together potential escape plans. Blasting through the walls proved ineffective, so we're attempting to get outside of the tower through use of one of the jobs they offer.

By the way. There are alternate timeline versions of our companions here as well. For example... there is a Dave here who was raised in my role, as Lalonde.

[ right. monsters he speaks loud and clear. ]

Should I know who Kanaya is? [ fuck, this place just keeps getting more and more interesting. ] So he's Dave Lalonde, Seer of Time? Or Knight of Light.

Kanaya is one of the trolls. I suppose we didn't contact them much during that doomed timeline after John died, did we? [A frown crosses her lips.] ...Jade from that timeline is here, too. [She shakes her head a little, taking a deep inhale.] Knight of Light. Jade is the time player of their timeline.

We broke away from the Incipisphere 'cause Harley's demon dog died before we could prototype him. The trolls had no further need to contact us—I don't think they could if they'd wanted to.

[ oh no, rose, why would you bring up jade?? he still feels awful about that. ] So they followed our timeline exactly, but through different roles?

Ah yes. That was it. [She waves her hand dismissively-- it wasn't really prudent to their current situation, both in the Tower and in the alpha timeline, so she hadn't exactly... bothered remembering.]

Not exactly, but quite close.

[ lucky for her. davesprite on the other hand has game mechanics hammered into his brain. he couldn't forget if he tried. ]

Right. I don't think she's realized that I killed her.

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