Alfred F. Jones (
redwhiteandhero) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-03 12:15 pm
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Characters: Alfred F. Jones, Open
Setting: Room 3-10, Cafeteria, various floors
Format: I'll match you
Summary: The first thing to do when waking up in a strange place is take in your surroundings
Warnings: None yet, except some strong language
[For a second he thinks he's back at Hogwarts. It wouldn't even be that strange to end up there, all things considered. But he quickly realizes, even before the sleep paralysis wears off, that that isn't it, and this isn't any place he's seen before. As soon as he can move he bolts up, instinctively reaching for his wand-- which isn't there, shit. He's not even dressed in the pajamas he was wearing to sleep. Something is definitely going wrong here.
... Is that trunk at the foot of his bed meowing?]
[After finding his cat, but more importantly right now his wand and a change of clothes, Alfred sets off to explore the tower. If you run into him, he looks like he's just wandered out of a LARP. The effect is even more pronounced if you catch him interacting with any of the tower's technology-- he seems both fascinated and utterly perplexed by all of it.]
Eurgh, oatmeal? Don't they have anything better around this place? At least some cereal maybe? Gross.
Setting: Room 3-10, Cafeteria, various floors
Format: I'll match you
Summary: The first thing to do when waking up in a strange place is take in your surroundings
Warnings: None yet, except some strong language
[For a second he thinks he's back at Hogwarts. It wouldn't even be that strange to end up there, all things considered. But he quickly realizes, even before the sleep paralysis wears off, that that isn't it, and this isn't any place he's seen before. As soon as he can move he bolts up, instinctively reaching for his wand-- which isn't there, shit. He's not even dressed in the pajamas he was wearing to sleep. Something is definitely going wrong here.
... Is that trunk at the foot of his bed meowing?]
[After finding his cat, but more importantly right now his wand and a change of clothes, Alfred sets off to explore the tower. If you run into him, he looks like he's just wandered out of a LARP. The effect is even more pronounced if you catch him interacting with any of the tower's technology-- he seems both fascinated and utterly perplexed by all of it.]
Eurgh, oatmeal? Don't they have anything better around this place? At least some cereal maybe? Gross.

Cafeteria
Sadly, right now we don't have any cereal. Even if we did, you would still have to eat that oatmeal anyway. If you try to eat anything else before finishing it, you'll throw up. But don't worry! You can add things to it to improve the taste, and you can eat whatever you want once you're done.
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...So is there any strawberries or something?
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[Tohko sighed.] I'm sorry. We don't have any strawberries right now. Right now, all we have are nutrition bars, nutrition bars, and more nutrition bars.
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No, it's not. It's just one of the weird rules in this Tower.
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Jus' eat it I guess...
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So you know about it? Who runs this place? Whad'they want from us?
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I know a bit about it. Not everything, but some. As far as I know, four people run this Tower-which is called Animus. Dax, who is a pretty humane guy, Riki, who is pretty mysterious, Jason, who loves to experiment and torture the residents, and Ruana, a childlike person who is at least a thousand years old and sees her experiments as just games.
As for what they want, Dax seems to want to help us, Jason just wants to torture us, and Ruana..wants to be friends with us, even if she's going about it in the wrong way. Anymore questions?
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cafeteria
[America, wandering by with one of the aforementioned nutrition bars, says this as if it were a literal death sentence; even the oatmeal people who are new to the Tower get looks preferable. Even if it doesn't really taste like anything at least it's closer to real food.]
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Bars? Like... what kinda bars?
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These! But you can't eat it yet 'cause you need to eat the oatmeal.
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Cafeteria
You're here now, too? I guess it's nice that the higher-ups are gathering nations.
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Beilschmidt?
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[Yes, he just said that.]
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