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towerofanimus2013-01-07 05:27 pm
altitonant_emperor) wrote in towerofanimus2013-01-07 05:27 pm
OO5 >> December sucked for many of us, but otherwise no commentary will be offered on it
Characters: Hidetoshi, and everyone.
Setting: The hallways of the jail on the 45th floor, and the floating island on the 35th floor.
Format: Either actionspam or prose is perfectly fine by me, but as always, remember I'll be slower to reply to prose.
Summary: Now that December's over, Hidetoshi decides that the start of a new month would be an excellent time to explore more of the Tower for himself before the next events hits. Of course, this means any other Tower residents (new and old) are free to bug him or join him in exploration.
Warnings: None so far. Unless Monomaru turns up, he's a warning unto himself.
[ SCENARIO A || FLOOR FORTY-THREE ]
December had been not been kind to Hidetoshi. As the days had worn on, his hallucinations had grown worse and worse, advancing from simple audio delusions of hearing things to visual hallucinations. It gotten to the point where the high school student had been truly convinced that the entire tower was collapsing around him, falling into chaos as beams splintered down the middle, metal crumbled, and walls groaned painfully as they fell down, and he couldn't prevent it from occurring which had been a special favor of infuriating. He had awaited the end of the month with relief, and found the Christmas Eve party to be a welcome change from the dismal atmosphere of the prior cold weeks. Granted, the commercial western holiday was not his favorite, but there had been respectable food and a warm place to seat down. That had placated him, and he had refined from any disdain.
And now the indoor heating was back on, his mood had changed for the better. It was over. He found it disquieting he had counted it a minor triumph that no one he knew had perished during the month. With free time on his hands between refining his knife-wielding abilities, Hidetoshi had opted to familiarize himself with the relatively safer floors of the Tower while there was no more pressing matters to demand his attention.
The cloak Enoch had given him when they were both suffering from the illnesses that been running rampant that month, was wrapped securely around his shoulders (since it was still winter and an unwelcome chill still lingered in the air) as he strode calmly through the jail hallways, occasionally pausing in front of one of the cells to peer inside before continuing on his way. Feel free to run into him.
[ SCENARIO B || FLOOR THIRTY-FIVE ]
The island was quiet, an inhabited, barren chunk of rocks and dirt suspended in the air over a lake with seemingly no bottom. (The setup made very little logical sense but by now Hidetoshi had sulkily resigned himself to the fact he was living a science fiction novel.) He had explored it, and found no life which was pleasant considering that if he had encountered any life, it probably would have attempted to kill him messily and Hidetoshi didn't particularly want to be forced to vacant the premises in a rush if he was outmatched, or clean any gore off of his knives. The only sound was that of the bottomless lake far under his feet, rumbling in a deep watery growl. The yellow armband that signified his connection to a high school disciple community on his arm was hidden under the warm cloak.
He stood a healthy distance away from the edge, one hand on his hip and the other hand holding a basic lighter which his dark gray eyes were glaring down at like its very existence personally and deeply offended him. Whatever reason you yourself have for being on the island, do you want to approach him or leave him be?
[ SCENARIO B || ANYWHERE YOU CHOSE, ANYTIME YOU CHOSE ]
Perhaps you run into Hidetoshi in the dormitory hallways, or on the way out of the library. If you're one of his roommates, maybe you crossed paths with him in the morning, as he was peeling himself out of bed and stumbling to the bedroom. Or is there something pressing you feel the need to tell him? Are you a newbie and want to ask a couple questions regarding your new home? Go ahead.
Setting: The hallways of the jail on the 45th floor, and the floating island on the 35th floor.
Format: Either actionspam or prose is perfectly fine by me, but as always, remember I'll be slower to reply to prose.
Summary: Now that December's over, Hidetoshi decides that the start of a new month would be an excellent time to explore more of the Tower for himself before the next events hits. Of course, this means any other Tower residents (new and old) are free to bug him or join him in exploration.
Warnings: None so far. Unless Monomaru turns up, he's a warning unto himself.
[ SCENARIO A || FLOOR FORTY-THREE ]
December had been not been kind to Hidetoshi. As the days had worn on, his hallucinations had grown worse and worse, advancing from simple audio delusions of hearing things to visual hallucinations. It gotten to the point where the high school student had been truly convinced that the entire tower was collapsing around him, falling into chaos as beams splintered down the middle, metal crumbled, and walls groaned painfully as they fell down, and he couldn't prevent it from occurring which had been a special favor of infuriating. He had awaited the end of the month with relief, and found the Christmas Eve party to be a welcome change from the dismal atmosphere of the prior cold weeks. Granted, the commercial western holiday was not his favorite, but there had been respectable food and a warm place to seat down. That had placated him, and he had refined from any disdain.
And now the indoor heating was back on, his mood had changed for the better. It was over. He found it disquieting he had counted it a minor triumph that no one he knew had perished during the month. With free time on his hands between refining his knife-wielding abilities, Hidetoshi had opted to familiarize himself with the relatively safer floors of the Tower while there was no more pressing matters to demand his attention.
The cloak Enoch had given him when they were both suffering from the illnesses that been running rampant that month, was wrapped securely around his shoulders (since it was still winter and an unwelcome chill still lingered in the air) as he strode calmly through the jail hallways, occasionally pausing in front of one of the cells to peer inside before continuing on his way. Feel free to run into him.
[ SCENARIO B || FLOOR THIRTY-FIVE ]
The island was quiet, an inhabited, barren chunk of rocks and dirt suspended in the air over a lake with seemingly no bottom. (The setup made very little logical sense but by now Hidetoshi had sulkily resigned himself to the fact he was living a science fiction novel.) He had explored it, and found no life which was pleasant considering that if he had encountered any life, it probably would have attempted to kill him messily and Hidetoshi didn't particularly want to be forced to vacant the premises in a rush if he was outmatched, or clean any gore off of his knives. The only sound was that of the bottomless lake far under his feet, rumbling in a deep watery growl. The yellow armband that signified his connection to a high school disciple community on his arm was hidden under the warm cloak.
He stood a healthy distance away from the edge, one hand on his hip and the other hand holding a basic lighter which his dark gray eyes were glaring down at like its very existence personally and deeply offended him. Whatever reason you yourself have for being on the island, do you want to approach him or leave him be?
[ SCENARIO B || ANYWHERE YOU CHOSE, ANYTIME YOU CHOSE ]
Perhaps you run into Hidetoshi in the dormitory hallways, or on the way out of the library. If you're one of his roommates, maybe you crossed paths with him in the morning, as he was peeling himself out of bed and stumbling to the bedroom. Or is there something pressing you feel the need to tell him? Are you a newbie and want to ask a couple questions regarding your new home? Go ahead.
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... I'll simply use it for it's original function, but thank you for the suggestion.
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You wanna help me light up fireworks, then? If we ever get any? Because Tohko and Rise and I are gonna be doing matchmaking together, and it would really help the atmosphere of a date to have fireworks going off.
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But that's not very practical.]Well, if there is some form of adult supervision present when actually setting off fireworks, I don't see why I wouldn't lend a hand... [Short pause. Then dark gray eyes blink.] Mm, you know Rise-san? And what's this about matchmaking?
[The atmosphere of a date? This girl gets stranger by the minute.]
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[No mention of adult supervision. At all. But hey, Rei is a registered robot pilot.]
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[ :| ]
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[She does a little fist pump, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.]/small>
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Eh, fitting motivation for that type of scheme, I'll admit that.
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That kind of scheme? So there's been matchmaking services in the Tower before?
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No, it was back in my original universe.
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[She only knows Karkat runs a matchmaking service in the tower.]
Was the matchmaker any good? Did anyone find their right partner?
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[He snorted.]
I didn't pay very much attention to such things.
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What's so important that you were paying attention to it over love? I mean, you weren't a giant robot pilot, so you didn't have that to focus on, right?
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Giant robot pilot.
Giant robot pilot.
Is she from a world where those tv shows are their reality.]
Correct, I am not the pilot of a giant robot. Well, my duties, my schoolwork, and running the committee I was in charge of, to start with. Those were important. I also had little desire to pursue a relationship along those lines with someone else.
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So...you were a leader? You know, Hikari still had the time to like boys despite being class president.
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I held a leadership role. [Which... he kinda highhandedly abused a lot before he got social linked. Hidetoshi made a quiet noise in the back of his throat.] And what of it if she did?
[No, Rei, it wasn't that he had no time to spare for these things, thought that would probably part of his argument. It's that he honestly had never felt inclined to like someone like that. A lack of desire for it.
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[Impossible as it may seem, Rei's smile grows wider and naughtier.]
Or do you already have a girl in mind?
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[Why is she making naughty expressions like that. His answer is short and to the point:]
No.
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[Seriously--as long as you had the determination to help someone else, you could work through everything else somehow. This was what it seemed like for Rei.]
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[She leans over, curious.]
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A great deal more.
[The common perception of romantic love is as a powerful and good force, as something pure, isn't it? But it's not like that in real life. Love is difficult, love is often ugly and unpleasant and painful and love is often not enough, and love often can’t save you and it won’t solve all your problems, and sometimes it's better not to love. Relationships are risky and usually end badly. Relationships hurt.
But it was also more than that. It was determinedly caring about someone enough to spent your life with them, and it was being willing to see the selfish ugliness of love, and it was about being... worthy of being tender to each other. Right?
He manages;]
Love is quite complicated and I find it difficult to believe you can dismiss it as otherwise.
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Well, whatever you think then. After all, the important thing is that you're happy with what you find, no matter how long it might take.
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Yes, that's true.
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Just don't end up alone and miserable, okay? I'd hate too see anyone end up like that.
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I have no plans on that occurring, thank you.
[Having no desire for romance did not mean he didn't want friends. Minato had taught him the value of friendship.]
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