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towerofanimus2012-12-14 04:12 am
urtv) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-14 04:12 am
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Characters: Jr. and You!
Setting: Room 4-08/Dormitory Floor, Library, Cafeteria, Anywhere Else.
Format: Action to start but will match.
Summary: Junior wakes up in the tower and this story is seriously too stupid to be true. At least this is what he thinks and he set off to explore and find out who's behind this all. If only he knew...
Warning: An overpowered derp looking younger than he actually is. Aside from that, nothing so far.
• Room 4-08 / Dormitory Floor
[ Anyone entering room 04-08 will see what appears to be a kid reading the letters he got upon waking up in the tower. he's already clothed in his wannabe western attire of course, and holds a gun firmly in his hand as he reads-- Needless to say, anyone entering the room as he reads will get no less than a gun pointed at their face.
That and he doesn't believe for a second the story that his universe got destroyed. Like hell after all the word they had done specifically to prevent it from being destroyed.
... Or that would really be no luck. ]
Bah.
[ After a while inspecting the room and finding nothing of interest, he goes out and set to explore, starting by the dormitory floors. ]
• Library (Third Floor)
[ Before long the URTV stopped by the library floor and spotted one of these oh so useful network terminal. You know, the terminals everyone can use without any problems, even those who are not familiar with technology can learn with ease its use. And he comes from the far future. Good, a way as any to start getting information on this strange tower. He starts typing in when: ]
Wrong command input. Please try again.
Huh?
[ He sighs and types back on the machine. This time the terminal makes a loud, obnoxious error noise. The kind of noise you'd expect from an old version of Windows probably. No one knows how he manages to get that much fail from the machines. ]
Wrong command input. Please try again.
Ah come on now! What daya mean mean wrong command input?!
[ He sighs, types faster and annoyingly, only to worsen the result. ]
Fatal error. Immediate shutdown.
Wha--?
[ Suddenly the terminal shuts down completely after the warning appeared on the screen, not without noise. Add to that, a strange black smoke elevates from the terminal along with the smell of burnt computers.
And lo, the URTV is walking away discreetly, whistling as if nothing happened. It's not him who ruined the terminal, he swears. Really. ]
• Cafeteria (First Floor)
[ Have an URTV looking at his oatmeal with... Let's say a confused and wary look. Suspicious. This thing looks worse than anything the Elsa crew cooked before. He pokes at it with his fork.
...
Trying to smell it. ]
Man, why do all the weird places got to have poor quality food?
[ Bah. At least it's still looking better than the nutrition bars people around are eating. ]
• Anywhere Else
[ You will find a twelve years old looking kid walking throughout the tower in an attire way too reminiscent of old westerns, looking at the different stuff in the tower, poking at whatever useful things he might find (it's hard to believe he's actually older than he looks).
Oh and possibly addressing people to get some semblance of answer. ]
Setting: Room 4-08/Dormitory Floor, Library, Cafeteria, Anywhere Else.
Format: Action to start but will match.
Summary: Junior wakes up in the tower and this story is seriously too stupid to be true. At least this is what he thinks and he set off to explore and find out who's behind this all. If only he knew...
Warning: An overpowered derp looking younger than he actually is. Aside from that, nothing so far.
• Room 4-08 / Dormitory Floor
[ Anyone entering room 04-08 will see what appears to be a kid reading the letters he got upon waking up in the tower. he's already clothed in his wannabe western attire of course, and holds a gun firmly in his hand as he reads-- Needless to say, anyone entering the room as he reads will get no less than a gun pointed at their face.
That and he doesn't believe for a second the story that his universe got destroyed. Like hell after all the word they had done specifically to prevent it from being destroyed.
... Or that would really be no luck. ]
Bah.
[ After a while inspecting the room and finding nothing of interest, he goes out and set to explore, starting by the dormitory floors. ]
• Library (Third Floor)
[ Before long the URTV stopped by the library floor and spotted one of these oh so useful network terminal. You know, the terminals everyone can use without any problems, even those who are not familiar with technology can learn with ease its use. And he comes from the far future. Good, a way as any to start getting information on this strange tower. He starts typing in when: ]
Wrong command input. Please try again.
Huh?
[ He sighs and types back on the machine. This time the terminal makes a loud, obnoxious error noise. The kind of noise you'd expect from an old version of Windows probably. No one knows how he manages to get that much fail from the machines. ]
Wrong command input. Please try again.
Ah come on now! What daya mean mean wrong command input?!
[ He sighs, types faster and annoyingly, only to worsen the result. ]
Fatal error. Immediate shutdown.
Wha--?
[ Suddenly the terminal shuts down completely after the warning appeared on the screen, not without noise. Add to that, a strange black smoke elevates from the terminal along with the smell of burnt computers.
And lo, the URTV is walking away discreetly, whistling as if nothing happened. It's not him who ruined the terminal, he swears. Really. ]
• Cafeteria (First Floor)
[ Have an URTV looking at his oatmeal with... Let's say a confused and wary look. Suspicious. This thing looks worse than anything the Elsa crew cooked before. He pokes at it with his fork.
...
Trying to smell it. ]
Man, why do all the weird places got to have poor quality food?
[ Bah. At least it's still looking better than the nutrition bars people around are eating. ]
• Anywhere Else
[ You will find a twelve years old looking kid walking throughout the tower in an attire way too reminiscent of old westerns, looking at the different stuff in the tower, poking at whatever useful things he might find (it's hard to believe he's actually older than he looks).
Oh and possibly addressing people to get some semblance of answer. ]
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[ Tough that's a sensible topic since Canaan, is well, dead. ]
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*Still, he has respect for Canaan, so that's kind of a harsh thought.*
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[ Wait, is he discussing casually with Margulis? Snapping out of it. ]
Why would you care anyway?!
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*Then again, for people like the two of them, friendship comes in odd forms.*
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[ Well, that part about Canaan softed him up a bit. ]
Listen man, I don't know what your thing or story is. If you truly respected Canaan as we did, I'm sorry to have learnt you that.
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At the very least, it sounds as if his sacrifice was worthwhile.