001 | ❝And I'm not proud...❞

[acceptedoblivion]

Characters: Riku Replica and you
Setting: Dorm Room 2-14 and that floor, Floor Thirty, Forty-Six, and Twenty-Five
Format: Either
Summary: Just arrived in the tower and is already kind of tempting fate/death.
Warnings: Possible violence if provoked, lack-of-anger-management, existential crises....

Dorm 2-14
[It wasn't the first time he woke up in an almost completely white place... though, being the one in white certainly was. What was-- Why was he even feeling anything? After all, he was fake; done; staring at the fake sky and someone else's memories of Twilight Town. He shouldn't even be breathing right now, and yet he could feel his chest rise up and down. This... This wasn't supposed to be. He shouldn't even exist, not even with a fake life. So why-?

"Your World has been destroyed."

Tch... Good riddance. But, what about--

"I saved you."

I don't need saving; you should have saved them--

"Let's all be happy here."

The only way they could have ticked him off more was if there was a smiley face next to it. Seriously, why would anyone save a fake like him? He wasn't worth it; not even worth remembering. After all, why would they? The only people who knew he even existed mostly died in that place anyway, and judging by this note they're likely...

Nope; he could at least sense one of them close by, if not in the same vicinity. He did not plan to stay around long enough to find out, either. Letter burnt, he grabbed something from the chest and--]

...Tch. If that's true, then they could have kept the heat on.

[Seriously, "rescuers"... Could have at least thought of that. Did not need to make it a little cooler than Vexen's lab. ...Wait, how did he remember that? Ugh, it's giving him a headache. Any of his dorm mates are welcome to bug him in his agitated state, or to realize all he has is one change of clothes and what looks like a card that has a picture of a small world on it...]

Floor Forty-Six
[Well, his luck stats suck royally if how he ended up falling through the disappearing staircase is any indication. Luckily he pointedly ignored the sudden glowing thing. Not so luckily, almost turning back for it when he got close to the stairs was likely not the best idea... Oops. At least he stopped himself? Maybe? Either way, he may or may not be panting for breath at the landing. Thank...Light...

No he totally wasn't freaked out ten seconds ago that is totally a lie (what's being freaked out?). Nothing even touched him, so... What even, self?]

Floor Thirty
[So in pursuit of something to burn for a fire, he may have ended up on this floor. Not that he really minds; in fact, the dark fires he's throwing around seem to be keeping him a little warmer than just the...dark...suit??? thing he's wearing (seriously why does this kid have a buttskirtcape he didn't arrive in that). At the very least, it's serving as some kind of 'anger management.' Though will you just leave him be, or try to convince him to get back to the stairs before he ends up dead? Not like he cares either way...]

Floor Twenty-Five
[Well, he found some wood at last. Don't mind him, just huddled around a purple fire. It's totally normal, nothing out of the ordinary to see here.]

Comments

Forty-Six

[withak]

[Katsuya had come down the stairs carefully and slowly, but hearing some breathing gave him pause. It didn't usually start getting bad until you entered the floor itself...]

...hello?

[acceptedoblivion]

[He kind of found that out the hard way, because he didn't come down slowly or carefully because he's used to running over walking. That, or trying to use corridors he doesn't have full mastery of just yet. Either works. At first he looks like he's about to lash out, but... nothing seems too off about this guy. Though, something about it...

He shook his head, a little snappish when he replies:] What do you want?

[Seriously, the heck was up with this place and the people in it?]

[withak]

Just trying to make sure that you were a person and not something worse. It's hard to tell in this tower.

[He relaxes.]

[acceptedoblivion]

...How am I not surprised.

[He rolls his eyes, straightening up a bit. Okay... Fake heart calming down a little. This floor is a little too similar to Bottomless Darkness rooms for his tastes.]

[withak]

We should get off this floor. Up or down?

[acceptedoblivion]

Why do you care? [Seriously, no one really did except two people back home and all that was all a lie. This is weird and he may be starting to walk away and down. Weird... he's usually going up to avoid his problems.]

[withak]

I'd tell anyone to get off a dangerous floor unless they had a reason to be there. If we don't look out for each other we'll never get out.

[Wait come back he just wants to police officer at you >:]

[acceptedoblivion]

Whatever.

[Hey, no one said he couldn't follow...and isn't he kind of doing what Mr. Police Officer suggested while being completely obstinate about it?]

[withak]

[Yep, definitely following.]

What's your name?

[acceptedoblivion]

[Can he ragequit the tower yet?]

...Don't know. [Shrug.] But who would name a shadow of someone else, anyway?

[withak]

...That depends. It's easier to name someone when you're going to talk to them for the long haul. And you're probably not getting out of here quickly.

[acceptedoblivion]

Guess they just didn't care. [He glances behind him.] ...Any name I have to give isn't my own.

[To his knowledge, he didn't even get a number. Sorry to disappoint, cop dude.]

[withak]

Do you mind if I call you something?

[It'd happen eventually.]

[acceptedoblivion]

Call me what you want. Can't promise I'll respond, though.

[Yep. Not sorry for his good moods being rare, either.]

[withak]

...You look like a Takeshi. I'll call you that if I need to think of you as something other than 'that guy'.

[acceptedoblivion]

[Wait, wasn't that islander for warrior...? Tch, fitting.]

...You know, you never told me yours, either.

[So unless you want to be called That Annoying Guy Who's Too Insistent For His Own Good...]

[withak]

Oh, I'm sorry. It's Katsuya Suou. Nice to meet you.

[acceptedoblivion]

...Whatever. ["Nice to meet you too," in other words. What is Expression stat.]

[withak]

You're new. Has anyone given you any advice yet?

[acceptedoblivion]

[ugh why won't he leave him beeee.] Other than 'mind the stairs', you mean?

[withak]

Other than that.

[Nag nag nag.]

[acceptedoblivion]

[Well, you aren't treating him like a tool... he guesses he'll let the nagging slide.]

Not really.

[withak]

Let's see... most important is that there are monsters in this tower, and the more powerful ones come out at night - the dormitory floors are the safest. Besides that, on the bottom floor, when you reach the cafeteria, you'll be given a bowl of oatmeal on your first day. You have to eat it before you eat anything else or nothing will stay down.

[acceptedoblivion]

...Seriously? [Sheesh, and he thought the cornflakes at Castle Oblivion was lame.]

[withak]

It's bland, but at least you only have to eat it once.