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towerofanimus2013-01-14 05:25 pm
great_king_of_evil) wrote in towerofanimus2013-01-14 05:25 pm
[06] || [The Dark Lord] || [Open]
Characters: Ganondorf Dragmire and you.
Setting: The Lounge, Study Room and Music Floor. Any day during the event.
Format: Prose or action, will follow.
Summary: Ganondorf has spent a couple hundreds years in the tower. The now self-proclaimed "Dark Lord of Animus"(he has a big ego) looks pretty much the same. He is wiser, calmer yet more evil and more grumpy. He doesn't hide his evilness any more as a matter of fact. Basically, he's the same except in worse.
Warning: Always the same warnings with the one who holds the titles of Great Demon King and Great King of Evil back home. Made worse here as in this "alternate future" he's fully assuming the Godfather act he tried to pull in June. Meaning if there is something you need done, he most likely can do it. But beware of making a deal with The Evil...
Lounge (Floor 38)
From time to time, the King of Evil would use the 38th Floor as his throne room. After all this was the most fitting floor to do so and it was fairly easy to relax here. From the lounge he could easilly receive his allies to discuss with them and summon his minions to tell them what to do... Or meet unfortunate souls who would need his assistance and fall within his grasp. After a couple hundreds years, Ganondorf was one of those who knew the tower best and who could provide anyone whatever it was they desired. Nearly what they desired at least...
And unlike many of the eldest residents, his mind had not been destroyed by the tower. He didn't lose himself to the tower or if he did, he did not realize it. If anything, his conviction to escape and regain Hyrule had grown strengthened. And he was more convinced than ever of his eventual success.
Ganondorf would be sitting in the largest and most impressive sofa, wearing his royal clothes- Seemingly made of gold alongside the most precious tissues and fabrics in Hyrule. He was holding a fairly big and black book in hands, focusing on its content. As if it was not enough, he had some plate of delicious food within hand reach, most likely cooked from what could be found around in the tower. Standing to the sides of the sofa were what appeared to be two Gerudo Warriors. Of course, they were nothing more than illusions- His own shadows disguised as Gerudo through a spell he cast. Well if he was to stay here, he better made his environment as impressive and similar to home as possible.
Meanwhile the entrance of the floor was guarded by two Darknuts. They were not blocking the way, they were simply standing aside aside from the entrance and... Doing whatsoever nothing. If anything they looked like statue. Maybe they were merely empty armors? But they certainly would move and attack if any newcomers proved to be a threat.
Study Room (Floor 18)
It was a very well known fact by now that Ganondorf opposed the administrators in every possible way. Add to that, the Great King of Evil often tried to take over the tower and rule over all existence himself. Alas his attempts always ended in failure. More often than not it was the fault of the fools he used, but whoever was to blame the results were always the same. At this point, Ganondorf was not trying to take over the tower any more. No, now he was only trying to escape and revive Hyrule, so as to accomplish his dream. As he once escaped the Evil Realm and Flooded Hyrule...
However, the more time the Evil King spent in the tower, the more complicated his plans became. Each of his attempts were more organized, each more promising and always closer to success than the previous. So you would find Ganondorf in the study room, apparently working hard on his latest idea. There were many papers and parchments spread all over the tables- Some were maps he drew of the Tower and its floors, others were texts he had written in Ancient Hylian-- Some of the most important texts had even been written in Gerudo. Aside from those natives from Hyrule, no one could read them.
Meanwhile he was standing, writing things on a board. Once again, it was likely nobody could understand what he was writing. It looked like mathematics- Equations adorned of Hylian and Gerudo texts explaining what it was all about. Whatever it was Ganondorf planned, it was probably too complicated to be understood. God only knew if Ganondorf himself actually understood it. ... Well, he probably did.
Musical Floor (Floor 28)
Another thing that didn't change over the course of the years was the love the Evil King bore for all forms of art-- But more specifically, for music. In the early years he spent in the tower, Ganondorf would always play by himself, rarely caring enough to listen the others playing. By now though, he enjoyed listening to what the others played and sometimes even to what the room played by itself.
Today he would let the his shadows play a composition, one had had written and worked on long ago. Of course it was a tune people of the tower may have grown accustomed to by now, his very one music theme. This one was a remastered and orchestral version using most of the room's instruments. It was very good and Ganondorf enjoyed it-- However, he couldn't help but look unimpressed. They could have done better. Yes, a couple hundreds of years will make you very picky.
Later on, Ganondorf would play various tunse by himself on the pipe-organ, or listen to whoever would come to play in the music room.
Setting: The Lounge, Study Room and Music Floor. Any day during the event.
Format: Prose or action, will follow.
Summary: Ganondorf has spent a couple hundreds years in the tower. The now self-proclaimed "Dark Lord of Animus"
Warning: Always the same warnings with the one who holds the titles of Great Demon King and Great King of Evil back home. Made worse here as in this "alternate future" he's fully assuming the Godfather act he tried to pull in June. Meaning if there is something you need done, he most likely can do it. But beware of making a deal with The Evil...
Lounge (Floor 38)
From time to time, the King of Evil would use the 38th Floor as his throne room. After all this was the most fitting floor to do so and it was fairly easy to relax here. From the lounge he could easilly receive his allies to discuss with them and summon his minions to tell them what to do... Or meet unfortunate souls who would need his assistance and fall within his grasp. After a couple hundreds years, Ganondorf was one of those who knew the tower best and who could provide anyone whatever it was they desired. Nearly what they desired at least...
And unlike many of the eldest residents, his mind had not been destroyed by the tower. He didn't lose himself to the tower or if he did, he did not realize it. If anything, his conviction to escape and regain Hyrule had grown strengthened. And he was more convinced than ever of his eventual success.
Ganondorf would be sitting in the largest and most impressive sofa, wearing his royal clothes- Seemingly made of gold alongside the most precious tissues and fabrics in Hyrule. He was holding a fairly big and black book in hands, focusing on its content. As if it was not enough, he had some plate of delicious food within hand reach, most likely cooked from what could be found around in the tower. Standing to the sides of the sofa were what appeared to be two Gerudo Warriors. Of course, they were nothing more than illusions- His own shadows disguised as Gerudo through a spell he cast. Well if he was to stay here, he better made his environment as impressive and similar to home as possible.
Meanwhile the entrance of the floor was guarded by two Darknuts. They were not blocking the way, they were simply standing aside aside from the entrance and... Doing whatsoever nothing. If anything they looked like statue. Maybe they were merely empty armors? But they certainly would move and attack if any newcomers proved to be a threat.
Study Room (Floor 18)
It was a very well known fact by now that Ganondorf opposed the administrators in every possible way. Add to that, the Great King of Evil often tried to take over the tower and rule over all existence himself. Alas his attempts always ended in failure. More often than not it was the fault of the fools he used, but whoever was to blame the results were always the same. At this point, Ganondorf was not trying to take over the tower any more. No, now he was only trying to escape and revive Hyrule, so as to accomplish his dream. As he once escaped the Evil Realm and Flooded Hyrule...
However, the more time the Evil King spent in the tower, the more complicated his plans became. Each of his attempts were more organized, each more promising and always closer to success than the previous. So you would find Ganondorf in the study room, apparently working hard on his latest idea. There were many papers and parchments spread all over the tables- Some were maps he drew of the Tower and its floors, others were texts he had written in Ancient Hylian-- Some of the most important texts had even been written in Gerudo. Aside from those natives from Hyrule, no one could read them.
Meanwhile he was standing, writing things on a board. Once again, it was likely nobody could understand what he was writing. It looked like mathematics- Equations adorned of Hylian and Gerudo texts explaining what it was all about. Whatever it was Ganondorf planned, it was probably too complicated to be understood. God only knew if Ganondorf himself actually understood it. ... Well, he probably did.
Musical Floor (Floor 28)
Another thing that didn't change over the course of the years was the love the Evil King bore for all forms of art-- But more specifically, for music. In the early years he spent in the tower, Ganondorf would always play by himself, rarely caring enough to listen the others playing. By now though, he enjoyed listening to what the others played and sometimes even to what the room played by itself.
Today he would let the his shadows play a composition, one had had written and worked on long ago. Of course it was a tune people of the tower may have grown accustomed to by now, his very one music theme. This one was a remastered and orchestral version using most of the room's instruments. It was very good and Ganondorf enjoyed it-- However, he couldn't help but look unimpressed. They could have done better. Yes, a couple hundreds of years will make you very picky.
Later on, Ganondorf would play various tunse by himself on the pipe-organ, or listen to whoever would come to play in the music room.
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[He hugs himself and cackles, barking out things like "Glorious!" and "So much carnage!" in between his laughter, and so he almost doesn't hear Ganon's question. When he finally calms himself down, he looks down at his shoes, lifting one off of the carpet with a sick squelching noise.]
Eh-? What, this? Nein, mein Freund, sadly, I have not. [He pouts in an exaggerated fashion. Or, at least, he tries to, because his lips are threatening to split into a grin any second now.] There was a bullfairy, you see...
[It'd probably be best to interrupt him before he goes into detail about what he did to the poor little thing.]
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[ He sighs. Seriously Doc, use your brain once every ten years. He raises a hand as a 'stop' sign when Richtofen starts the bullfairy tale. For all that is evil's sake, not another macabre story. He's probably had his dose of them during all these years. ]
I got it, calm down. You are happy, you celebrated with whatever was on your way and now you have enough fresh blood in this tower to experiment for the next ten years, congratulation.
[ Probably a good summary. ]
Anything else noteworthy?
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Um, let the doctor think, hmmm...
[He puts a finger to his lips and bounces on his heels, the blood on his boots making wet little noises against the floor every time he moves.]
I'm thinking... I'm thinking... Ah, cutting all of these new people open is going to be so much fun, ahahahahaha-!
[Yeah no, he's got nothin'. Or at least, he's too distracted to share with the class right now. This new bout of laughter seems to have knocked him off balance, too, and he's about to collapse into a giggling heap right on top of Ganon.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how badly hurt is he about to get?]