The Doctor is [THROWING A FIT] October 10-13th

[doctor_dismemberment]

Characters: Edward Richtofen and YOU!
Setting: Room 2-02, collecting candy various places around the tower, and Floor 26 (the morgue).
Format: Action to start, but I'll match you.
Summary: Richtofen's dressed up as something he absolutely hates, and he proceeds to throw a (very loud) hissyfit over it. Room 2-02 is backdated to the 10th, but the other options can take place any day from the 10th to the 13th.
Warnings: Descriptions of corpses being dissected, America-bashing (IC of course), and probably some swearing in the tags (English and German). Will update if needed.

Room 2-02
[On the morning of the 10th, Richtofen can be heard giving a shriek shortly after he wakes up. It's perhaps loud enough to alert all of dormitory level 2. It's high-pitched and ungodly, and the shriek trails off into heavily German-accented words, frantic as can be.]

What- What is this?! Get it off of me! Get it off, I said!

[Anyone in 2-02, or anyone who happens to peek their head in, will see Richtofen jumping around next to his bed, swiping at his clothes like he's covered in fire ants. Surprise, surprise! He's one of the lucky Tower inhabitants who gets to participate in the lovely costume party.

And he's dressed as a Marine. A zombie Marine.

The Tower has really outdone itself this time. It's combined something he hates - Americans - with something he loves to kill - zombies. He doesn't mind the make-up and latex on his face, designed to look like his flesh is rotting away (it's cheesy and not too well-made, but it gets the point across), nor does he mind the fake blood that stains his skin from stage make-up gashes all over his body. What he minds is the uniform, the very same one worn by his former teammate, a proud American soldier who Richtofen would love to make drown in a pool of his own blood and tears.

He hates Americans.

He hates Dempsey.

He hates this stupid Tower.]



Around the Tower
[He tried taking it off. He tried shredding it. He tried putting his clothes on over it. But no matter what he did, that stupid outfit would just pop right back on him, and when he refused to play along with the childish (and American) candy-gathering game, it tightened so much that Richtofen thought it might choke the life out of him. He was almost prepared to let it do just that, but the thought of dying again didn't sit well with him.

So he'll be around the Tower every day, grabbing candy and shoving it into his (stupid, stupid) pail whilst grumbling under his breath. Every once in a while, he'll stop to shout, making sure everyone in the vicinity knows just how displeased he is with this situation.]

Ridiculous... This is a child's game... I hate all of you! Stupid...



The Morgue
[Thoroughly pissed off, Richtofen can sometimes be found relaxing in the morgue. And his idea of "relaxation" is mumbling to himself whilst angrily dissecting a corpse. When he's not pulling handfuls of organs out of the dead bodies he finds, he can be found pacing from one end of the morgue to the other, brandishing a scalpel theatrically as he talks to himself. Occasionally, he tries to tug at his costume, but at this point, he's resolved himself to the fact that he won't be able to get out of it.]

Comments

2-02

[evokingfool]

[On the morning of the 10th, Minato wae up earlier than he wanted. Why?

One of his roommate's screaming was the cause.

Getting out of his bed, Minato went over and just...stare.]

...Richtofen-san?

Re: 2-02

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen doesn't seem to hear Minato at first. He tugs at the cloth of the Marine uniform and looks down at it, wrinkling his nose in disgust.]

Look at me. Look at me! I'm dressed like... like... [He lets the clothes fall back into place and suddenly whips his head around to stare at Minato, wide-eyed.] ...an American!

[He says it like it's the absolute worst thing in the world.]

Re: 2-02

[evokingfool]

I can see that, Richtofen-san. [He somewhat recognise the uniform him his textbooks.] And you can't take it off?

[It's a rhetorical question and he knows it.]

Re: 2-02

[doctor_dismemberment]

Don't patronize me, child! I'm trying.

[Richtofen curls his lip in disgust and turns away, trying to undo the buttons with fervor. In response, his outfit feels even tighter, and his fingers slip over the clasps without undoing any of them.

He gives a frustrated yell, then kicks his bedframe.]

2-02

[pitiedthefool]

...At least you can still walk with ease.

[Yeah, don't mind the roommate who was still silent during that other conversation, just sitting on his bed and staring at the "boots" that came with his own... "costume".]

Re: 2-02

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen's calmed down only slightly, his chest heaving and his head swimming. He's getting a bit lightheaded from all this screaming.]

But I will walk around feeling like a gigantic fool! [He tugs at the cuffs of his sleeves and shivers visibly.] Ugh, it's like he's back here all over again.

[pitiedthefool]

"He"? [He looks over, eyes yellow because of the lenses in his mask. Apparently they felt the need to make him look even more like the part. That's when he notices.]

...You should sit down. [Yeah, he can... kind of see that look, roomie. Even with the makeup.]

ignoring Yu's advice ftw

[doctor_dismemberment]

He is that brainless moron, Dempsey. He showed up here a while after I did, but I don't know what happened to him. [He raises his voice again.] And good riddance! I wish that had been the end of it!

[He lifts his shoulder and sniffs it, then wrinkles his nose.]

Urgh, I smell like hamburgers and an over-inflated ego...

[He's probably just being overdramatic about that part. Er- He's being overdramatic about everything, but you know what I mean.]

02-02 (or rather outside it)

[midgarhorizon]

[Loud enough to alert dorm floor 2? You got it. Reno was irritated. And slightly hung over. He had a mild headache, anyway. But mostly irritated. And wearing a moogle outfit. Not the nice full on suit but a really cheaply made white outfit with wings and moogle ears.

The irritation is from having to listen to that screaming from down the hall. And the costume, of course.

So he's at the door to 02-02 and banging on it lightly.]

Ritchofen! Keep it down in there! Some people were sleepin', dammit!

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Even though the current volume of his voice would be more than loud enough for Reno to hear, Richtofen still feels the need to shout even louder in response.]

I do not need your judgement right now!

[midgarhorizon]

[Here he was expecting curses or something. That was actually really mild for what he knew of the guy.]

Who's judging? You're waking up half the damn floor. And maybe the First and Third, too.

[Grump.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[He's just getting warmed up, Reno, don't you worry.]

Well then, they can learn to live with it!

[He gives off a noise that sounds like a whine mixed with a choked-off sob, all high-pitched and ridiculous.]

I'm hideous!

Sob let the train wreck begin

[culbutiri]

[Nesir had soon found that this tower; like the temple she had come from liked making you do pointless work for no reason.

She had been assigned as a morgue worker; she had reported set off to work. In her rediculous costume because it still wouldn't come off.

The first body had been... interesting to find. Not that Nesir hadn't seen a dead body before, but seeing one randomly in a cave was unexpected. And there were more.

What kind of barbaric place this was that they just left their dead to rot in caves, instead of actually letting their spirits free to return. She didn't have anyone to ask, she wondered if they were prisoners... Potentially shadow sworn... This being some kind of punishment.

Hearing sounds from one of the caves she went to explore, drawing her knife with her left hand, she stepped into the entrance and watched the man pull organs out of one of the body.

Another kind of ritual?] What do you be doing? [The voice might be unexpected but it definitely wasn't accusing. It was interested and curious.]

rolls up sleeves and yells LET'S DO DIS

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen jerked his head up so he could stare at Nesir with wide eyes. For a moment, he seemed like a deer in the headlights, but then his eyes narrowed. He looked back down, examining the handful of intestines he had a hold of.]

Relieving stress.

[He sounded tense and unsure. He wasn't wearing gloves, since whenever he put them on, they would disappear before too long. It must be because they weren't part of the costume. Still, the feel of the bumpy, slimy intestines against his bare palms was exhilarating.

He seems transfixed for a moment, but then he speaks up again.]

Aren't you a bit too young to be in here, child?

[culbutiri]

[Relieving stress... Well that was one way to do it she supposed, though she raised an eyebrow at the fact he was doing so so openly. Did he not fear repercussions?

The blood or the body didn't bother her, it was dead after all and if the people of the tower weren't going to do there dead the honour of burning them they shouldn't be surprised if things like this happened.

She frowned at his words though.] I do no be a child, and it do be only a body. [Why would she be too young? Even in the standards of the bright gods... After all the temple had taught her when she was twelve.]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[The first time he heard her speak, he thought she just slipped up, but after hearing her a second time, Richtofen began to suspect the girl had some strange speech patterns. He glanced up, brows furrowed, but didn't say anything about it. After all, he couldn't really talk about strange accents himself.]

...You look like a child, in any case.

[He gave the intestines a tug, but they remained connected to the body. With a huff, he grabbed his scalpel and sliced through them, then he piled them up by the corpse's head with a wet-sounding plop.]

[About the Tower - shall we be in the library?]

[dance_mypuppets]

[What's that, shouting? Man, what a pain. Someone -- someone who looks pretty gross by the way, damn -- is being a drama queen. Kankuro thinks drama queens are funny. So he goes to check it out.]

Oi, oi, don't hate us poor schmucks who are stuck in with you, dude.

[Library works fine!]

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen has his hand jammed in a space between two books, where a few pieces of candy lay. He pulls them out and throws them into his bucket, casting a glare at Kankuro all the while.]

And why shouldn't I? You are all easier to find than the people who did this to me.

[dance_mypuppets]

[Now there's a face even a mother couldn't love.]

Convenient, huh?

[He could totally sneak a couple pieces of candy away from this guy. Question is, would it be worth it...? Antagonizing someone of unknown skills is risky, but antagonizing a cranky blowhard is fun. Decisions, decisions...]

I guess if that's your standard...

Around the Tower - cafeteria

[servessithis]

[Vicente doesn't need any blood for now, so tonight is just for exploration and making sure his killing skills are honed. He would prefer to kill sentient things, but monsters will do too.

Then he notices the man he met at the party. Dressed very strangely at that. The vampire approaches him.]

What are you doing?

[doctor_dismemberment]

Pumpkin this, pumpkin that, everything is orange and there is too much pumpkin and I hate- Oh, hello.

[Richtofen looks up from where he'd been muttering over his dinner. His candy bucket still sits beside him, and he has to fight with himself to keep from knocking it over in a fit of frustration.]

I am partaking in this wunderbar American tradition, can't you see? [He smiled and spoke in a fake-sweet voice, but couldn't keep it up for long. The scowl falls back into place a second later, and his voice goes flat.] And how are you?

[servessithis]

[His red eyes shift to the candy bucket, then back to the other man.]

So I see. [He doesn't know what this "American" place is, but he doesn't feel like asking at the moment.]

I cannot complain.

Around the Tower

[maidenidrial]

[Idrial has been wandering the Tower for most of the day. Not for any particular reason except for the fact that she gets quite restless if she stays in her dorm room for too long. She is used to the Golden Woods and travelling, not being cooped up in a room all day. Not that she really has anything to complain about. It seems the Tower has exempt her from this particular event as she was not provided with a costume of any kind.

It is all a little confusing to her really. She will turn as she hears him shout.]

What is it that is troubling you so, Sir?

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen just repeats what he said even louder, as if she didn't hear it before.]

I hate this tower and everyone in it!

[He rolls his shoulders and tugs at his sleeve as if the fabric touching his skin is making him physically ill. Then he takes a deep breath, and he almost sounds like he's going to calm down for a minute...] If this is their idea of a joke, I would like to tell whoever's in charge just how thankful I am...

...by stabbing them in their eyes!

[Welp. It was a valiant effort, anyway.]

[maidenidrial]

[Oh she definitely heard it all right. Even without her elven hearing she would have been able to hear it.]

I admit I am not particularly fond of the Tower myself.

[The people on the other hand are a different matter. All the people she has met so far have been particularly kind and welcoming to her. Helpful too. But she decides that it's probably best to mention that to him.

She raises a brow at the comment]

I do not think that method would do you any favors here.