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towerofanimus2012-10-03 10:27 pm
reddeadvirtuoso) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-03 10:27 pm
002 || Really Destitute Vacation
Characters: Jade Strider, and anyone she is likely to bother. Which is everyone.
Setting: The Cafeteria, the Music Room and the Morgue during the day, and nondescript vague locations at night.
Format: Started in action, but it doesn't make a difference to me. Whatever suits your fancy!
Summary: Now that all that shadow, body-swap and no food nonsense is out of the way, Jade's going back to exploring the Tower, and actually trying to shoot her gun. And actually getting into a lot of stupid trouble again.It's the perfect time to yell at her!
Warnings: Jade being stupid, getting stuck in the morgue, the tower at nighttime, gratuitous Beatles jams
[Cafeteria - Floor One]
[Jade was not a hunter, nor a gatherer. The last week of September was pretty difficult for a 13 year old that couldn't quite fend for herself and refused to admit she was having any problems. Thankfully it was only a week, and once October hit, there was food! Which meant she was currently helping herself to a big old breakfast of pumpkin...stuff, in the cafeteria. There was plenty on the table, so there was probably enough for someone else if they wanted something, while she gorged her face.]
[Morgue - Floor 26]
[There was nothing that suspicious here. Though that...might have, been the most suspicious part. Jade was a small kid, and she was stupidly curious and adventurous (it happened when one of your ecto-fathers was a hardened island explorer), so she was in the process of exploring eeeevery little bit of the tower. Which had apparently included the body drawers.
So someone might have come around, rather spotting a small, red-clad child crawling into one of the drawers, or they might hear some banging from one of the closed ones if someone gets close by....]
[Music Room]
[She hadn't gotten to bring her own guitar to the tower, so the music room was where Jade was usually found, aside from the media room. You'd practicaly think she'd moved in there at least; she was currently seated on the seat of the grand organ, with another stool pulled up to use as a foot rest as she used the organ as a back rest and was currently playing the intro from Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart Club Band, and other such Beatles classics.
Come on, what did you really expect.]
[Anywhere in the Tower, Nighttime]
[There was normal exploration, saved for the daytime, and there was working on the fact that Jade had such bad aim it was bullshit. It was probably really stupid to be out at night, but that's where she was anywhere around the Tower, with her rifle in hand and attacking any monsters that creeped by. It was much easier to find them at night after all, and they put up more of a fight.
This is probably a really dumb idea. The weird part was, she was even still wearing her shades when it wasn't complete and total darkness-- they were prescription sunglasses after all. If it was absolutely darkness though, then it didn't really matter, and she might have had them propped up on the top of her head, giving you a glimpse of her weirdly red eyes.]
[Room 1-20 - Locked to England]
[Jade had a fashion sense enough not to wear her stupid God Tier PJs, so she was certainly bothered by the fact that her scarf was still a tattered (though not bloody at least) mess since Sburb.
She had to go back in the network and find the guy who she had asked to fix it, but she did track down his name, and found his name on one of the dorm rooms. Instead of actually wearing the scarf for now, she held it in one hand and knocked on his door with the other, hoping he and only he was around 'cause damn this was gonna be kind of embarrassing.]
Setting: The Cafeteria, the Music Room and the Morgue during the day, and nondescript vague locations at night.
Format: Started in action, but it doesn't make a difference to me. Whatever suits your fancy!
Summary: Now that all that shadow, body-swap and no food nonsense is out of the way, Jade's going back to exploring the Tower, and actually trying to shoot her gun. And actually getting into a lot of stupid trouble again.
Warnings: Jade being stupid, getting stuck in the morgue, the tower at nighttime, gratuitous Beatles jams
[Cafeteria - Floor One]
[Jade was not a hunter, nor a gatherer. The last week of September was pretty difficult for a 13 year old that couldn't quite fend for herself and refused to admit she was having any problems. Thankfully it was only a week, and once October hit, there was food! Which meant she was currently helping herself to a big old breakfast of pumpkin...stuff, in the cafeteria. There was plenty on the table, so there was probably enough for someone else if they wanted something, while she gorged her face.]
[Morgue - Floor 26]
[There was nothing that suspicious here. Though that...might have, been the most suspicious part. Jade was a small kid, and she was stupidly curious and adventurous (it happened when one of your ecto-fathers was a hardened island explorer), so she was in the process of exploring eeeevery little bit of the tower. Which had apparently included the body drawers.
So someone might have come around, rather spotting a small, red-clad child crawling into one of the drawers, or they might hear some banging from one of the closed ones if someone gets close by....]
[Music Room]
[She hadn't gotten to bring her own guitar to the tower, so the music room was where Jade was usually found, aside from the media room. You'd practicaly think she'd moved in there at least; she was currently seated on the seat of the grand organ, with another stool pulled up to use as a foot rest as she used the organ as a back rest and was currently playing the intro from Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart Club Band, and other such Beatles classics.
Come on, what did you really expect.]
[Anywhere in the Tower, Nighttime]
[There was normal exploration, saved for the daytime, and there was working on the fact that Jade had such bad aim it was bullshit. It was probably really stupid to be out at night, but that's where she was anywhere around the Tower, with her rifle in hand and attacking any monsters that creeped by. It was much easier to find them at night after all, and they put up more of a fight.
This is probably a really dumb idea. The weird part was, she was even still wearing her shades when it wasn't complete and total darkness-- they were prescription sunglasses after all. If it was absolutely darkness though, then it didn't really matter, and she might have had them propped up on the top of her head, giving you a glimpse of her weirdly red eyes.]
[Room 1-20 - Locked to England]
[Jade had a fashion sense enough not to wear her stupid God Tier PJs, so she was certainly bothered by the fact that her scarf was still a tattered (though not bloody at least) mess since Sburb.
She had to go back in the network and find the guy who she had asked to fix it, but she did track down his name, and found his name on one of the dorm rooms. Instead of actually wearing the scarf for now, she held it in one hand and knocked on his door with the other, hoping he and only he was around 'cause damn this was gonna be kind of embarrassing.]
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"Nope. Just routine inspection. Checking for ghostly ectoplasm residue. Makes these things real nasty after sitting for a month."
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"Did you find any?"
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She looked pretty confident in her pose their, crossing her arms definitively.
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Said totally seriously as if this is an actual thing. Which trust us, it's not.
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civil rights ha haha that's funny
"All worlds are different, civil rights aren't considered important where I come from. But I think I know what you mean."
It still made no sense, because Britannia might of not been big on civil rights but this tower was a thousand times worse. So what on earth was she talking about.
she lives on the internet she kind of has to know about this stuff ok
"Like they have all sorts of weenies on the internet to defend the name of social justice and civil rights against people that don't give a shit what they're saying anyway. It's kind of a thing."
I don't think social justice exists in CG world
Unless they had a lot of security hiding them from the government, "You mean like terrorists?"
that's discriminatory somehow in its own way
"Nah, nah, they don't actually blow up towers, they just shit on everyone that doesn't agree with them. More like entitled politicians I guess."
cg is so discriminatory it is unbelivable
Says the soldier, but he had learned quickly to keep his own opinions on the state of the world, and his plans for changing Britannia to himself. Because they were not smart opinions to have. The idea that people discussed such things openly...
"Though if they squash those that don't agree on them, they are not being fair of bringing justice."
all of tumblr immediately swarms the animation studio
She really should stop being amused when all of this was probably pretty serious business for Suzaku, but...yeah she was pretty amused. "Most political weirdos only care about war, it's just divided on whether they actually want war or don't. I don't really know what's going on, I Just see a shitton of billboards around telling me to vote for people."
And now I am imagining tumblr in CG world....
He blinked, "Are you even old enough to vote?" Not that Suzaku had ever voted in his life; Britannia didn't have voted officials and he had been ten when they had taken over Japan. But he was sure that when Japan was free the voting age had been twenty... Or something close to that.
from what i know i think they would all just get nuked or arrested
Yep that was short and simple enough for once. "But I don't think they give a shit, they'll try for anyone that's willing one day, I'm sure."
pretty much. probably both
And it was more fair than the alternative.
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"It's practically a family tradition in my house."
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"I think the indoctrination thing is an American tradition though. Doubt my Bro's ever voted a day in his life."
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Political indoctrination though; sounded like they weren't too different after all.
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Ignoring the fact that she had just made a really nerdy literary reference which she would no doubt find some way to blame David for later, she looked quite surprised and indignant! As much as Striders were wont to look that way at least.
"It's practically a dietary staple where I come from. And a cultural symbol, so I'm pretty sure I can bust you on at least three points."
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He might not particularly like the food but it was what he ate ninety nine percent of the time.
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"Well I'm not from any Britannia or anything, so I guess it's a totally different country. I don't think they're an exclusively American thing though, unless the UK has a vendetta against soft shell food."
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