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towerofanimus2012-10-05 12:27 am
egotrigger) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-05 12:27 am
not sure if there's anything left of me;
Characters: Allelujah, Hallelujah, and people who want to wtf at them.
Setting: Room 1-04, and then various tower floors.
Format: Either.
Summary: Allelujah wakes up in an outfit that reminds him too much of something from home and quickly starts exploring his new surroundings. He also has an argument with his other half… unfortunately no one else can see him.
Warnings: Language, possible violence. Anything else I'll add as needed.
[Room 1-04]
Allelujah gasped as he woke with a start, and attempted to struggle against his body's failure to respond. It didn't work for a while - precisely thirty seconds by his count - and then suddenly he could move. He looked down at his outfit and froze.
"What the…"
He grabbed the two letters and read them over, frowning deeply.
"This can't be right…"
Carefully, he flipped open the trunk he spotted at the foot of his bed. At least his clothes were there. Once he decided that he wasn't going to be walked in on, he started changing.
… Of course, he could always be wrong.
[Floor 38]
This fog… it couldn't be natural. Allelujah stared down at it, hand pressed against the glass.
'So, the great Gundam Meister is stumped, eh?'
Allelujah tried to ignore the voice, but Hallelujah had other ideas, appearing behind him, arms folded.
'What? Not going to talk to me? What's wrong, Allelujah?'
"… What's wrong?" Allelujah turned, facing Hallelujah. "What's wrong is that I woke up in a place I don't know - again, that letter claimed everything was destroyed, I don't know where the others are, and I was trying to kill Marie and I didn't even know it!" He clenched his fists, glaring at the other.
'Aww, does the great Allelujah not know how to take care of himself in this situation? Turn your body over to me again then. I'll find out what's up.'
"No. … Why did you keep that from me, anyway?"
Hallelujah laughed. 'She was trying to kill you! If you had known, you would have let her! Even if she was your friend - even if you love her - she clearly doesn't think of you that way anymore! Give it up. The Marie you knew died a long time ago, obviously. I was just making it so you'd still fight instead of whimper with your tail between your legs like a mutt.'
"Stop it! I could have -"
'What, changed her? Not a chance.'
"I said, stop it! I could have… I could have…"
Of course, this conversation would just seem like someone yelling at the air to anyone else.
[Floor 17]
Allelujah stopped at this floor, staring inside. The screams… they were so much like the screams of that day. Night? He never knew.
He tried to step away, but he felt paralyzed, shaking.
"No… no… I'm sorry!"
[Floor 2]
He recognizes this floor as soon as he gets close - the smell of antiseptic isn't something that someone forgets after smelling it for so long. He steps inside, checking to see that there's no one around, and then starts looking through the medicines and the supplies to see if there's anything worth taking to stockpile.
Setting: Room 1-04, and then various tower floors.
Format: Either.
Summary: Allelujah wakes up in an outfit that reminds him too much of something from home and quickly starts exploring his new surroundings. He also has an argument with his other half… unfortunately no one else can see him.
Warnings: Language, possible violence. Anything else I'll add as needed.
[Room 1-04]
Allelujah gasped as he woke with a start, and attempted to struggle against his body's failure to respond. It didn't work for a while - precisely thirty seconds by his count - and then suddenly he could move. He looked down at his outfit and froze.
"What the…"
He grabbed the two letters and read them over, frowning deeply.
"This can't be right…"
Carefully, he flipped open the trunk he spotted at the foot of his bed. At least his clothes were there. Once he decided that he wasn't going to be walked in on, he started changing.
… Of course, he could always be wrong.
[Floor 38]
This fog… it couldn't be natural. Allelujah stared down at it, hand pressed against the glass.
'So, the great Gundam Meister is stumped, eh?'
Allelujah tried to ignore the voice, but Hallelujah had other ideas, appearing behind him, arms folded.
'What? Not going to talk to me? What's wrong, Allelujah?'
"… What's wrong?" Allelujah turned, facing Hallelujah. "What's wrong is that I woke up in a place I don't know - again, that letter claimed everything was destroyed, I don't know where the others are, and I was trying to kill Marie and I didn't even know it!" He clenched his fists, glaring at the other.
'Aww, does the great Allelujah not know how to take care of himself in this situation? Turn your body over to me again then. I'll find out what's up.'
"No. … Why did you keep that from me, anyway?"
Hallelujah laughed. 'She was trying to kill you! If you had known, you would have let her! Even if she was your friend - even if you love her - she clearly doesn't think of you that way anymore! Give it up. The Marie you knew died a long time ago, obviously. I was just making it so you'd still fight instead of whimper with your tail between your legs like a mutt.'
"Stop it! I could have -"
'What, changed her? Not a chance.'
"I said, stop it! I could have… I could have…"
Of course, this conversation would just seem like someone yelling at the air to anyone else.
[Floor 17]
Allelujah stopped at this floor, staring inside. The screams… they were so much like the screams of that day. Night? He never knew.
He tried to step away, but he felt paralyzed, shaking.
"No… no… I'm sorry!"
[Floor 2]
He recognizes this floor as soon as he gets close - the smell of antiseptic isn't something that someone forgets after smelling it for so long. He steps inside, checking to see that there's no one around, and then starts looking through the medicines and the supplies to see if there's anything worth taking to stockpile.
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