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towerofanimus2012-10-11 02:01 am
nohurryforglory) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-11 02:01 am
in the end it doesn't even matter!!
Characters: Saber and YOU!!!
Setting: Room 1-01, floor 22, and floor 15
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what others reply with!
Summary: Clearly the tower doesn't have enough Sabers.
Warnings: Likely to have spoilers for Fate/Extra I guess?!
ROOM 1-01;
[It's one thing to wake up out of sleep paralysis. It's another to wake up in an unknown room. It was another just to even wake up given all that had happened, but all of those things were just minor details in Saber's mind as she stood up and looked around. More importantly, she looked at herself.
And what she was wearing.
Sorry roommates, if you were sleeping or just happened to be chilling in the room, there is now one ungodly and furious screech coming from the newest member of the room.]
FLOOR 22: ART GALLERY;
[Obviously the thing to do when you wake up somewhere weird is check the place out, right? Find out where she is, where she can go, if there's anything neat around here--all that stuff. In this case though, a certain newcomer seems a little too invested in investigating the tower...
Or in other words, Saber can be found critiquing the pieces in the art gallery i.e. yelling loudly about how much better she'd be able to do.]
To think this is what they call art in some worlds! Had I but a brush and a canvas, I would paint a masterpiece finer than anything this dreadful tower has ever seen. Umu, to not enlighten those here with what true beauty is would be the greatest tragedy.
FLOOR 15: WORKSHOP;
[And sadly enough, that's exactly what she does... After scouring the tower in search of material, Saber ends up in the workshop with a few different canvases in front of her. Curiously enough, the subject of the paintings seems to be the same person, albeit in different poses and unfinished states.]
What an unsightly state this is. To capture Praetor's beauty in paint is far more difficult than I had imagined. There are too many ideas, too much inspiration! If a picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand paintings would never be enough for her. [That's one way to worship the ground someone walks on... Regardless, she continues to speak aloud to herself while painting.] However, as difficult as this may be, a challenge shall only make it all the more rewarding. After all, I am the only one capable of completing such a challenge!
Setting: Room 1-01, floor 22, and floor 15
Format: Starting with action, but I'll match what others reply with!
Summary: Clearly the tower doesn't have enough Sabers.
Warnings: Likely to have spoilers for Fate/Extra I guess?!
ROOM 1-01;
[It's one thing to wake up out of sleep paralysis. It's another to wake up in an unknown room. It was another just to even wake up given all that had happened, but all of those things were just minor details in Saber's mind as she stood up and looked around. More importantly, she looked at herself.
And what she was wearing.
Sorry roommates, if you were sleeping or just happened to be chilling in the room, there is now one ungodly and furious screech coming from the newest member of the room.]
FLOOR 22: ART GALLERY;
[Obviously the thing to do when you wake up somewhere weird is check the place out, right? Find out where she is, where she can go, if there's anything neat around here--all that stuff. In this case though, a certain newcomer seems a little too invested in investigating the tower...
Or in other words, Saber can be found critiquing the pieces in the art gallery i.e. yelling loudly about how much better she'd be able to do.]
To think this is what they call art in some worlds! Had I but a brush and a canvas, I would paint a masterpiece finer than anything this dreadful tower has ever seen. Umu, to not enlighten those here with what true beauty is would be the greatest tragedy.
FLOOR 15: WORKSHOP;
[And sadly enough, that's exactly what she does... After scouring the tower in search of material, Saber ends up in the workshop with a few different canvases in front of her. Curiously enough, the subject of the paintings seems to be the same person, albeit in different poses and unfinished states.]
What an unsightly state this is. To capture Praetor's beauty in paint is far more difficult than I had imagined. There are too many ideas, too much inspiration! If a picture is worth a thousand words, a thousand paintings would never be enough for her. [That's one way to worship the ground someone walks on... Regardless, she continues to speak aloud to herself while painting.] However, as difficult as this may be, a challenge shall only make it all the more rewarding. After all, I am the only one capable of completing such a challenge!
Art Gallery
Which, she did but it wasn't in the form of a painting.
The master listened to the woman critique the artwork, thinking that it wasn't a proper critique, but she held her tongue. Instead, she cleared her throat. ]
Then why don't you? Surely there must be... Something to create art with around here. Maybe not here, but around the tower...
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If you're looking for a calming atmosphere to think, I suggest floor twenty-five. The meadow, in other words.
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Maybe you need to get your mind off of it.
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