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towerofanimus2012-11-09 03:05 pm
macedonian) wrote in towerofanimus2012-11-09 03:05 pm
this time isn't Hell [open]
Characters: Rider and you!
Setting: Floors 1, 3 and 6.
Time: November 9
Format: Action, will match!
Summary: A strange tower isn't immune to conquest, as far as the King of Conquerors is concerned. But of course, he has to know what he's conquering first.
Warnings: Slight violence in the third scenario, but hey, when a deer tries to attack you, you'd kill it too, right? Otherwise probably none, really...
[After a touching reunion, Rider sets out to explore the tower, since his newfound autonomy is actually well appreciated. From where he starts in the dormitories, he explores the layout in full, but from there, he figures he might as well start from the bottom and work his way up.]
Floor One
[Of course, when he's half expecting some kind of confrontation based on the attitudes that he's seen thus far, it's a rather pleasant surprise to instead encounter a large dining hall. And for anyone that might see Rider emerge from the elevator, it's a comical scene, since he really only barely managed to get in it, since elevators are generally not made for people eight feet tall and built like an ox. In fact, getting out proves to be more difficult than getting in, and the elevator starts to sound its shrieking alarm as the door is open too long, until he finally manages.]
[...Of course, he seems hardly embarrassed or affected, and immediately brushes off his shoulder with a laugh]
Ha, it is always so inconvenient for this world to be shaped around the people who have shrunk so much... If I have trouble, then Darius would surely be unable to navigate it at all.
[Whether he's announcing that or just talking to himself isn't really clear, but he does take a seat at one of the tables with crossed arms] But this is as good a start as any! A feast to begin, and a feast to mark my victory when this too becomes a part of my territory. So come, bring the mead! Is this not a cause for celebration?
[Yes, he's totally expecting people to serve him. Life is hard when you're a king.]
Floor Three
[Well, his meal probably ended up more modest than a feast, but he's still at least satisfied with some manner of food and drink. Continuing up, the next floor that catches his interest is the great library, and in contrast to the cafeteria, he at least knows enough by now to be quiet here. Still, he towers over nearly every bookshelf, and walks back and forth through the library, gathering a large variety of books. There's books on war tactics and technology, atlases, Greek poetry (the works of Homer especially) and other subjects that speak towards a well-educated and military-minded man. He is disappointed to find no history books, since that was his clear source of figuring out what manner of place this was, but ah, well.]
[Though, once he's satisfied with his pile of books, he doesn't take a table to read, but rather, unceremoniously sits on the ground with legs crossed in an area large enough to accommodate him and the books that are scattered around him.]
[And despite his serious expression as he pours through the books, he will be more than happy to speak with anyone curious enough to inquire why he's so weird.]
Floor Six
[And continuing up, Rider is no less than amazed to find a "floor" (if he could call it that) containing a forest. It's a wonder, and it only furthers his ambition to claim this place for his own. Something as fantastic as this was only worthy to be ruled by the King of Conquerors.]
[He ventures into the forest to observe seemingly every plant that's unfamiliar to him, because that is just as great a pleasure as venturing over the hot sands of Persia. He doesn't run across any of the strange animals, since Rider is comfortable enough to disregard any of them, not feeling any real sense of danger. It's when he's inspecting a stream and the clarity of its water that he encounters a deer which stands on the other side. At first, he greets it with a smile, but seeing that strange shifting and the animal's stance, he understands that this forest is not to be underestimated after all.]
[He stands with a chuckle, pulling the sword at his side from his sheath almost simultaneously as the deer lunges forward to attack. But Rider has no need of his abilities as a Servant to make quick work of the deer, beheading it in a single stroke. But rather than be disturbed by the fact that such a normally docile creature would attack or seeing its unnatural fangs, Rider can only grin, eventually laughing.]
Ha, so this place does present a challenge after all! Good, good, I would hate to claim it so easily. There is no satisfaction in an easy victory.
[He wipes his blade on the grass to clean it before re-sheathing it, but then stands, scratching at his beard thoughtfully] ...Though, hm. I wonder which way that staircase was?
Setting: Floors 1, 3 and 6.
Time: November 9
Format: Action, will match!
Summary: A strange tower isn't immune to conquest, as far as the King of Conquerors is concerned. But of course, he has to know what he's conquering first.
Warnings: Slight violence in the third scenario, but hey, when a deer tries to attack you, you'd kill it too, right? Otherwise probably none, really...
[After a touching reunion, Rider sets out to explore the tower, since his newfound autonomy is actually well appreciated. From where he starts in the dormitories, he explores the layout in full, but from there, he figures he might as well start from the bottom and work his way up.]
Floor One
[Of course, when he's half expecting some kind of confrontation based on the attitudes that he's seen thus far, it's a rather pleasant surprise to instead encounter a large dining hall. And for anyone that might see Rider emerge from the elevator, it's a comical scene, since he really only barely managed to get in it, since elevators are generally not made for people eight feet tall and built like an ox. In fact, getting out proves to be more difficult than getting in, and the elevator starts to sound its shrieking alarm as the door is open too long, until he finally manages.]
[...Of course, he seems hardly embarrassed or affected, and immediately brushes off his shoulder with a laugh]
Ha, it is always so inconvenient for this world to be shaped around the people who have shrunk so much... If I have trouble, then Darius would surely be unable to navigate it at all.
[Whether he's announcing that or just talking to himself isn't really clear, but he does take a seat at one of the tables with crossed arms] But this is as good a start as any! A feast to begin, and a feast to mark my victory when this too becomes a part of my territory. So come, bring the mead! Is this not a cause for celebration?
[Yes, he's totally expecting people to serve him. Life is hard when you're a king.]
Floor Three
[Well, his meal probably ended up more modest than a feast, but he's still at least satisfied with some manner of food and drink. Continuing up, the next floor that catches his interest is the great library, and in contrast to the cafeteria, he at least knows enough by now to be quiet here. Still, he towers over nearly every bookshelf, and walks back and forth through the library, gathering a large variety of books. There's books on war tactics and technology, atlases, Greek poetry (the works of Homer especially) and other subjects that speak towards a well-educated and military-minded man. He is disappointed to find no history books, since that was his clear source of figuring out what manner of place this was, but ah, well.]
[Though, once he's satisfied with his pile of books, he doesn't take a table to read, but rather, unceremoniously sits on the ground with legs crossed in an area large enough to accommodate him and the books that are scattered around him.]
[And despite his serious expression as he pours through the books, he will be more than happy to speak with anyone curious enough to inquire why he's so weird.]
Floor Six
[And continuing up, Rider is no less than amazed to find a "floor" (if he could call it that) containing a forest. It's a wonder, and it only furthers his ambition to claim this place for his own. Something as fantastic as this was only worthy to be ruled by the King of Conquerors.]
[He ventures into the forest to observe seemingly every plant that's unfamiliar to him, because that is just as great a pleasure as venturing over the hot sands of Persia. He doesn't run across any of the strange animals, since Rider is comfortable enough to disregard any of them, not feeling any real sense of danger. It's when he's inspecting a stream and the clarity of its water that he encounters a deer which stands on the other side. At first, he greets it with a smile, but seeing that strange shifting and the animal's stance, he understands that this forest is not to be underestimated after all.]
[He stands with a chuckle, pulling the sword at his side from his sheath almost simultaneously as the deer lunges forward to attack. But Rider has no need of his abilities as a Servant to make quick work of the deer, beheading it in a single stroke. But rather than be disturbed by the fact that such a normally docile creature would attack or seeing its unnatural fangs, Rider can only grin, eventually laughing.]
Ha, so this place does present a challenge after all! Good, good, I would hate to claim it so easily. There is no satisfaction in an easy victory.
[He wipes his blade on the grass to clean it before re-sheathing it, but then stands, scratching at his beard thoughtfully] ...Though, hm. I wonder which way that staircase was?
floor three
[The ponytailed blond in the dark green Navy SEAL uniform wasn't really accustomed to seeing people quite so...well, Rider-ish. So every so often he glanced up from his copy of one Sherlock Holmes tale or another to look over and wonder just what the hell.]
[Another soldier? No, this one seemed too strange even for FOXHOUND. Liquid could have just asked, but...well, how would that be quite as amusing, really?]
[So he just kept to himself for the moment, glancing at Rider every few pages and wondering just what his deal was, so to speak.]
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Am I disturbing you? I had thought this was a good enough location, but if it troubles you, I will gladly move!
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[His eyes shifted back to the book in his hands as he spoke; being an expert pilot himself, the latter of those two titles had been mildly interesting. A soldier, perhaps--one who apparently liked classic literature.]
[...Actually, Liquid found that quite interesting.]
You're not new here, are you? I wouldn't expect most to settle in so easily.
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[He closes the book he's holding, setting it on a pile, grinning] But there were many excellent books otherwise, so I thought I would at least take the time to look into them!
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You're not likely to find much about this tower, unless you ask those that have been here far longer.
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[His smile doesn't fade much at all, but his expression does become more serious] Then if I were to seek such information, who would I be wise to ask?
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[He rubs at his beard with a confused expression] Ah... I feel as if my understanding of that word is not the right one. What is this network?
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[He laughs, since he had been thinking of a television network, which... was still really only a word he's heard in passing. You tried, Rider.] And how does one access this system?
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[Liquid waved a hand idly to illustrate his point. This one was oddly...upbeat. Unusual quality in a soldier, if that was in fact the case. And there was something about his voice putting Liquid on edge,
though that was mostly the mun making dumb voice actor jokes.]I don't think I caught your name.
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[He chuckles] And you?
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[Given the absurdity of where they were and all that went on there, the latter option was a very real possibility.]
L-Liquid Snake, former field commander of FOXHOUND. [He had the strangest compulsion to tack on whatever he could to his name, and 'agent of Philanthropy' didn't have quite the same ring to it.]
I'm sorry, you're...completely serious, aren't you?
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So indeed! Then my respects to you, for the life of a commander is no easy one. I admit, I have not heard of FOXHOUND, but I am rather behind the times when it comes to— Ah, well, I should ask first! What sort of unit is this FOXHOUND? My hopes are for military, but it could perhaps be another!
[He laughs] Though to your question, I am indeed. It is a feat that I sit here before you, but I am no other than the King of Conquerors.
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[Why exactly was he believing this? On one hand, the statement was patently ridiculous in concept alone. On the other, he once knew a Russian psychic that wore a gas mask and threw fireballs. That was pretty goddamned ridiculous too. Not to mention the whole interdimensional tower apparently governed by people who broke every law of basic logic.]
[Liquid knew he likely shouldn't have believed such an outrageous claim, but it was a little difficult to doubt given how much about the situation was already unbelievable.]
I...expected you to be shorter.
[His voice audibly faltered out of sheer surprise for half a second before coming right back with a smart remark. Probably not the wisest choice, but let no one ever tell you Liquid Snake had common sense.]
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You are not the first to say that, friend. But it is a simple misunderstanding of history. You see, when I lived, people were quite a bit taller. The popular story about how I was too short for Darius's throne is quite true! But I was indeed short compared to that man. [which is terrifying] This was the average height for people of my time, and indeed, Persians often stood even taller. They called the Greeks a slight people, but they would be shocked to see how much people have shrunk today!
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...Very well, you have me there. I suppose if it's a matter of comparison and little more, that might end up lost in translation somewhere.
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[He laughs] I believe another imagines me to be without facial hair, but I could not tell you where that part comes from! I have not been without it since I was a boy.
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[Whether Liquid taking this so well was due to denial or a complex mechanism for coping with shock was up for debate.]
It almost leads me to wonder how history may remember the current time period in my world.
[How could one misinterpret 'giant robots', really?]
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[Liquid entirely set aside the book he'd been reading, leaning his head on his hand in clear interest.]
So I would say a great deal of the world has changed since your time, even only the 'world' as far as this tower extends. I confess myself curious, what do you think of it?
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[He scratches his beard as he looks up at the ceiling, but then chuckles modestly as he looks back] It is a great, vast world, and far greater than I had ever imagined. I crossed land so wide that every time a mountain approached, we thought we would see the very end of the world over its peaks.
[It sounds like it would be a depressing thing to find out, but Rider only sounds interested and excited] I looked upon a map and say that my territory was significant, and yet still only a small fraction of the world. And so my conquest is even greater than I imagined, but this is the most exciting thing I have learned!
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[He actually didn't speak immediately, for a change. Apparently even Liquid could think before he spoke.]
I have known those who wished to conquer the world, all of whom failed spectacularly. I can't quite help but think it impossible.
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[How... optimistic. But he chuckles, rubbing at his beard] Though it was much easier in past days. What with all of these new weapons, I need quite a fortune to bolster my defenses.
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