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towerofanimus2012-10-23 11:40 pm
colonial) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-23 11:40 pm
Entry tags:
knight of hounds [open]
Characters: America, open
Setting: October 25 onward, various places
Format: I'll match you
Summary: America couldn't keep up with the candy collection. He's been altered accordingly. If you happen to be dressed as royalty, you gain +1 protector!
Warnings: potential for character death later in the month; creepy Halloween costumes
ROOM 2-16; OCTOBER 25
[America's too confused, staring up at his ceiling, to realize at first that he can't move. He remembers pain and suffocation and terror--that's the last thing he can remember--so looking now at the ceiling of his room in the Tower is its own sort of disorientation that distracts him from other concerns.
Not that there aren't other concerns. His body feels weird, and it sort of all hurts, and he thinks he might be bleeding (it's then, trying to sit up and take a look at himself, he realizes he can't get up, and that's scary but he can't do anything to voice that fear). He thinks he might want to go out and find... Something... Too...
And then he can move and he sits up as if he'd been laying on a spring the entire time.]
FLOOR THIRTY; OCTOBER 26 MORNING
[By the next day America's realized the something he needs to do is pick an animal to ride. The monsters don't provoke the same sort of fear and caution they did only a few days ago--and they don't seem to want to harm him, which is all the better for him to pick something out.
He decides on the hellhound, of course. A giant dog of fire that he nonetheless manages to climb atop, petting it happily and directing it around the room to test out his riding skills. He's only just started learning horse riding, but this is easy!
He turns the beast to the staircase, to start it climbing.]
ANYWHERE; OCTOBER 27 ONWARD
[His mission has solidified in his mind as the days have worn on. He's a knight, of course, and that's basically like being a hero for princes and princesses and kings and queens! So he has to find some of those, to start. Anyone else--anyone else is dangerous to the people he has to protect, if they won't listen.
So that means he has to kill them. Or his hellhound, which he's riding atop, will have to kill them. But either way they can't hurt anyone he wants to protect!]
Setting: October 25 onward, various places
Format: I'll match you
Summary: America couldn't keep up with the candy collection. He's been altered accordingly. If you happen to be dressed as royalty, you gain +1 protector!
Warnings: potential for character death later in the month; creepy Halloween costumes
ROOM 2-16; OCTOBER 25
[America's too confused, staring up at his ceiling, to realize at first that he can't move. He remembers pain and suffocation and terror--that's the last thing he can remember--so looking now at the ceiling of his room in the Tower is its own sort of disorientation that distracts him from other concerns.
Not that there aren't other concerns. His body feels weird, and it sort of all hurts, and he thinks he might be bleeding (it's then, trying to sit up and take a look at himself, he realizes he can't get up, and that's scary but he can't do anything to voice that fear). He thinks he might want to go out and find... Something... Too...
And then he can move and he sits up as if he'd been laying on a spring the entire time.]
FLOOR THIRTY; OCTOBER 26 MORNING
[By the next day America's realized the something he needs to do is pick an animal to ride. The monsters don't provoke the same sort of fear and caution they did only a few days ago--and they don't seem to want to harm him, which is all the better for him to pick something out.
He decides on the hellhound, of course. A giant dog of fire that he nonetheless manages to climb atop, petting it happily and directing it around the room to test out his riding skills. He's only just started learning horse riding, but this is easy!
He turns the beast to the staircase, to start it climbing.]
ANYWHERE; OCTOBER 27 ONWARD
[His mission has solidified in his mind as the days have worn on. He's a knight, of course, and that's basically like being a hero for princes and princesses and kings and queens! So he has to find some of those, to start. Anyone else--anyone else is dangerous to the people he has to protect, if they won't listen.
So that means he has to kill them. Or his hellhound, which he's riding atop, will have to kill them. But either way they can't hurt anyone he wants to protect!]
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It doesn't bother you? That they'd do something like that to you...?
[Is that better? She can't decide.]
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It only hurts when I tug on it mostly, and that's way better than before it got put on!
[Before it got put on there was the crushing pain of the costume, of course.]
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[She's still fidgeting, but perhaps a bit less now. The initial shock is beginning to wear off. It's probably best not to push him further, at least for now. He was still just a child, after all.]
You'll be careful though, right?