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towerofanimus2012-12-12 08:33 pm
glowsferatu) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-12 08:33 pm
[OPEN] standing dumb in the light
WHO: Kanaya Maryam and YOU!
WHERE: Dormitory levels
WHAT: Kanaya wakes up, she is not at all fond of her circumstances. And so the Tower receives a glowing alien girl conspicuously and shiveringly sneaking through the hallway.
HOW: Action
[ thirty seconds of sleep paralysis is a hell of an introduction to a new setting. by the time it's worn off, kanaya has found plenty of time to begin panicking. it doesn't look like any memory she's ever had, so the most reasonable explanation is that it must be someone else's. it's a dream bubble, right? it has to be. that doesn't explain the collar. something is wrong here. who put her in this ugly jumpsuit? who would even make such an ugly outfit?
once she's on her feet, she spares a moment to wonder if she should make the bed before deciding that there are bigger problems at hand, and ends up missing her introduction letters in the process. she elects to sneak out into the hallway instead, only to find it's cold. unreasonably cold, especially in this miserable outfit. her best hope is to keep moving, see if the bubble doesn't change if she does, stopping at each corner to peek around it. you never know what you might encounter in these things. ]
WHERE: Dormitory levels
WHAT: Kanaya wakes up, she is not at all fond of her circumstances. And so the Tower receives a glowing alien girl conspicuously and shiveringly sneaking through the hallway.
HOW: Action
[ thirty seconds of sleep paralysis is a hell of an introduction to a new setting. by the time it's worn off, kanaya has found plenty of time to begin panicking. it doesn't look like any memory she's ever had, so the most reasonable explanation is that it must be someone else's. it's a dream bubble, right? it has to be. that doesn't explain the collar. something is wrong here. who put her in this ugly jumpsuit? who would even make such an ugly outfit?
once she's on her feet, she spares a moment to wonder if she should make the bed before deciding that there are bigger problems at hand, and ends up missing her introduction letters in the process. she elects to sneak out into the hallway instead, only to find it's cold. unreasonably cold, especially in this miserable outfit. her best hope is to keep moving, see if the bubble doesn't change if she does, stopping at each corner to peek around it. you never know what you might encounter in these things. ]
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Wait. Horns. Yellow eyes. The face seems mildly familiar, too, from the leftovers of Karkat's memories resurfacing in her mind. She's one of the trolls.
Remilia just yawns. ]
Ohé! Which troll are you?
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[ okay she legitimately has no idea what she's looking at here right now. she at least thinks it's a girl, but what kind of girl is really anyone's guess. "humanoid" is about as far as she can conclude. ]
Well, that's not exactly privileged information, but generally an introduction is expected to carry some level of exchange to it.
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...Which other trolls do you know?
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And there was something else... ]
The vampire, then. [ For the first time in a while, she breaks out in a wide, slightly devious grin. ]
Depends on your definition of 'know.'
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Well, you certainly seem to know a considerable amount already, whatever definition we're working from.
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If you're talking "know personally, Tower magic aside," it's limited to Karkat and Terezi.
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But what do you mean "implanted"?
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[ Oh, well. Normally she wouldn't be this trusting or open of a stranger, but she seemed okay enough from the memories left over. ]
It's exactly what it sounds like. There was a mass bodyswap a while ago, and memories started to bleed over into whatever body we happened to get stuck in. They probably thought it amusing for me to be switched with the aforementioned sourpuss.
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So you know what he knows, then. To...uh, what degree?