Orihime Inoue (
rejecting) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-01-04 03:28 pm
Here comes a derp.
Characters: Orihime and ANYONE~
Setting: Cafeteria and anywhere with a terminal.
Format: Your choice!
Summary: Orihime arrives! And does odd things.
Warnings: None.
[Cafeteria]
There was a teenaged girl seated at one of the tables. She had been informed that oatmeal had to be her first meal, and she wasn't terribly excited about that idea. Until she remembered something she had found in her trunk! She had raced back to the dorms, and later returned with a large bottle of honey barbecue sauce. Surely, it would make a sad and plain meal into one that was worthy of discerning taste buds (or really messed up ones such as Orihime's). So there she was, making her bowl of oatmeal into a orange-ish red mess, squirting oddly large amounts of sauce into it.
[A computer terminal!]
Orihime knew of the internet. She had even watched Tatsuki use it once or twice! She knew there were chatrooms and mail... and ways to find people. So obviously, it was the perfect solution to getting in touch with someone outside of the tower, right? She would just sit down and figure it out!
But that may have been easier said than done. It was a little overwhelming once she actually got down to it... And the first button she pressed turned the entire screen blue.
"Ah... No! That's not the internet!"
Panicking slightly, she pressed a few more buttons, causing the terminal to only beep lamely back at her with each keystroke.
Setting: Cafeteria and anywhere with a terminal.
Format: Your choice!
Summary: Orihime arrives! And does odd things.
Warnings: None.
[Cafeteria]
There was a teenaged girl seated at one of the tables. She had been informed that oatmeal had to be her first meal, and she wasn't terribly excited about that idea. Until she remembered something she had found in her trunk! She had raced back to the dorms, and later returned with a large bottle of honey barbecue sauce. Surely, it would make a sad and plain meal into one that was worthy of discerning taste buds (or really messed up ones such as Orihime's). So there she was, making her bowl of oatmeal into a orange-ish red mess, squirting oddly large amounts of sauce into it.
[A computer terminal!]
Orihime knew of the internet. She had even watched Tatsuki use it once or twice! She knew there were chatrooms and mail... and ways to find people. So obviously, it was the perfect solution to getting in touch with someone outside of the tower, right? She would just sit down and figure it out!
But that may have been easier said than done. It was a little overwhelming once she actually got down to it... And the first button she pressed turned the entire screen blue.
"Ah... No! That's not the internet!"
Panicking slightly, she pressed a few more buttons, causing the terminal to only beep lamely back at her with each keystroke.

[Cafeteriaaaaaaaaaa~]
He'd just been leaving - tomatoes were better than the carrots they were serving at dinner, but not by much; he was already sick of them - when he noticed the girl dumping sauce into her bowl. Where had she even gotten that...
He's just going to kind of stand near the end of the table for a minute or two with a confused expression, k.
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Oh, that's pretty good! I did it again, I'm a culinary master!
[She was ready to really dig in, but she could feel someone's
daintyeyes on her. She turned her head, and looked down the table, then spotted Asch. She smiled at him, not realizing she had some sauce smeared on the side of her mouth.]Ah... Hello!
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What kind of sauce is that?
[Because speaking of deer, it looks like it'd be delicious on them if he managed to get ahold of more meat.]
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[She picked it up and looked over the label, and the cute cartoon pig on the front, before holding it out toward him.]
Do you want some? It will make your food a lot better! It's really good for noodles!
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At the computer terminal
Miss, do you need help?
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[Indeed, she was still pressing buttons and receiving beeps...]
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I don't think it is. Er... do you know how it works?
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Cafeteria
It's nice to see someone else trying to spruce up the oatmeal! No one else seems to try.
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[She looked from her sloppy barbecue mess, to Tohko.]
We must be a rare breed... Genius chefs!
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Really! I don't know if we're genius chefs, but it is a way of thinking outside the box, I suppose. However..if you're a new arrival in the Tower, I could tell you everything I know about it, if you want. That way, you'll know what you're up against!
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Cafeteria
Today she is wandering around the cafeteria however but not for any particular reason except for interaction with people. She has figured out that at this time of the month a number of new people tend to arrive in the Tower and these new people are always to be found eating oatmeal in the cafeteria. It is something that unfortunately has to be done after all. Seeing an unfamiliar face sitting by herself she walks over to the table and gestures a hand to a space on the bench beside her.]
Greetings. May I take this seat?
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Yes! Please, sit here.
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Thank you, Little One. If you do not mind me asking what is that you are putting in your oatmeal? [Idrial had never seen such a thing before.]
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terminal;
[ There's a blank voice suddenly there as well - if Orihime looks, she'll find a girl staring at her with a blank expression matching the voice. She points at the terminal. ]
You can't change the wallpaper either.
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But there's no wallpaper there already...
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Cafeteria
Hey! Hey there! Where'd you get the sauce?
[Then he paused, when he saw what she was putting it on.]
...woah.
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[She happily mixed her breakfast goo.]
Ah, do you want some?
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[That's not really good news, just arriving here. Picky's tone is pretty even. But hey! She's offering to share! He perks right back up.]
If you're offering, sure! Toss some on here!
[And he offers his plate of scrambled eggs.]
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when she's getting her sauce? AKA HELLOOO NEW ROOMIE
Sitting up, she watched Orihime for a moment, before speaking. "Is there something you need?" Not that she was particularly concerned about that, she just wanted peace again.
<3 oh god orihime is so lucky to have such a nice roommate!
"Hello! Ah, I'm sorry, is this your room too?"
Azula dubs thee new Ty Lee
Does she get to work in a circus?! :D
One with flaming nets and wild animals!
Oh boy!
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terminal!
What's an internet?
[Please don't be startled by seven feet of diving suit and mean looking things hanging off her wrists. She's harmless, really. See that light in the helmet? So long it's green you're good.]
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Ah-- Uh, the internet is what computers do... So you can look at websites or talk to people far away.
[Yeah sorry, Orihime was probably the worst choice for an explanation.]
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I don't get it.
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