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towerofanimus2012-09-03 04:22 pm
fierybeatdown) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-03 04:22 pm
Entry tags:
001 [OPEN]
Characters: Axel; [OPEN]
Setting: Dormitory, fourth level OR First floor
Format: Either prose or action brackets is fine.
Summary: Axel wakes up and does some exploring.
Warnings: None.
Axel, having woken up in a strange place less than a minute before, can feel himself regaining mobility of his body. He sits up on the bed he's in and takes a look around the room. Four beds, he notices; one in each corner, with a nightstand beside each one and a trunk at the foot. He raises an eyebrow at the sparse decoration of the room - aside from the beds and trunks, there seems to only be a single light source. Not too big on interior decorating, he muses. But then he realizes he doesn't have a clue where he is. Is this what happens when you die? After all, he'd certainly been going down that route when he saved Sora...
He moves to the end of the bed and opens up the trunk sitting there. There are only a few things inside - his Organization cloak, shoes, gloves and pants, from what he can tell. He looks down at himself, taking note of the white jumpsuit, and quickly changes clothes, enjoying the familiarity of his black cloak. Then he notices something else -- in the bottom of his trunk is a popsicle stick. Is that...? He picks it up, turning it over to see the word WINNER written on it. Thought so. He tucks it away into a pocket of his cloak for safe-keeping.
It's only then that he notices the two pieces of paper on his nightstand. Moving over, he picks up the first one. "Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here." There's no signature or anything else written on it that Axel can find.
"Destroyed?" he mumbles to himself. "Not possible. Sora was supposed to stop Xemnas... what?" There's a definite feeling of dread settling inside his chest at the thought that he has no home to go back to from wherever he is now. He crumples the letter up and tosses it aside. He'll deal with that later.
The second piece of paper seems to be information about where he is now - at least in the loosest sense of the word. Apparently he's expected to sleep in this room at night, and he can find food in the first floor cafeteria. It also explains something about a Network. Thinking it might be useful later, he folds this letter up and sticks it in another pocket.
Might as well go find my way around this place and figure out what the hell is going on, he decides.
Remembering that he can find food on the first floor, Axel decides to go check out the dining area and see what kind of food he can find there. He remembers the letter mentioned something about oatmeal, but he's not really interested in that.
Opening a corridor of Darkness from where he's standing, he uses it for a quick route to the first floor without having to take who-knows-how-many flights of stairs.
He steps through the other end of the corridor of Darkness and finds himself in the kitchen on the first floor.
Setting: Dormitory, fourth level OR First floor
Format: Either prose or action brackets is fine.
Summary: Axel wakes up and does some exploring.
Warnings: None.
Axel, having woken up in a strange place less than a minute before, can feel himself regaining mobility of his body. He sits up on the bed he's in and takes a look around the room. Four beds, he notices; one in each corner, with a nightstand beside each one and a trunk at the foot. He raises an eyebrow at the sparse decoration of the room - aside from the beds and trunks, there seems to only be a single light source. Not too big on interior decorating, he muses. But then he realizes he doesn't have a clue where he is. Is this what happens when you die? After all, he'd certainly been going down that route when he saved Sora...
He moves to the end of the bed and opens up the trunk sitting there. There are only a few things inside - his Organization cloak, shoes, gloves and pants, from what he can tell. He looks down at himself, taking note of the white jumpsuit, and quickly changes clothes, enjoying the familiarity of his black cloak. Then he notices something else -- in the bottom of his trunk is a popsicle stick. Is that...? He picks it up, turning it over to see the word WINNER written on it. Thought so. He tucks it away into a pocket of his cloak for safe-keeping.
It's only then that he notices the two pieces of paper on his nightstand. Moving over, he picks up the first one. "Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here." There's no signature or anything else written on it that Axel can find.
"Destroyed?" he mumbles to himself. "Not possible. Sora was supposed to stop Xemnas... what?" There's a definite feeling of dread settling inside his chest at the thought that he has no home to go back to from wherever he is now. He crumples the letter up and tosses it aside. He'll deal with that later.
The second piece of paper seems to be information about where he is now - at least in the loosest sense of the word. Apparently he's expected to sleep in this room at night, and he can find food in the first floor cafeteria. It also explains something about a Network. Thinking it might be useful later, he folds this letter up and sticks it in another pocket.
Might as well go find my way around this place and figure out what the hell is going on, he decides.
Remembering that he can find food on the first floor, Axel decides to go check out the dining area and see what kind of food he can find there. He remembers the letter mentioned something about oatmeal, but he's not really interested in that.
Opening a corridor of Darkness from where he's standing, he uses it for a quick route to the first floor without having to take who-knows-how-many flights of stairs.
He steps through the other end of the corridor of Darkness and finds himself in the kitchen on the first floor.
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"Why the change in food?" If it can even be called food.
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She pauses, then giggles, a bit sheepish. "I forgot. My name's V/V, it's nice to meet you."
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He grins at her and says, "Well, if they're not fired, we can always just... dispose of them." He's joking, of course. Even if it isn't a very funny joke. Too much time spent manipulating people.
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"Nice to meet you, Axel. I think people have been trying to do that, but they're not getting anywhere." Even if she'd rather nobody be killed, she understands why people would want to.
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"Oh, good, I don't want anyone to have to die even if they're mean to us."